<div class="floatright">(http://i827.photobucket.com/albums/zz197/giantmutantcrab/Rhinotaur_zps2u7musbi.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>R'Van (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1714677)<br/><strong>Time of day:</strong>Mid morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Wall of the castle barracks<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>EVERYONE<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Passive Perception: 15 (or +5)<br/><hr/><br/>The situation was moving too rapidly for him from up here. He needed to get down there. If he timed his jump right he could land in the hay cart over there, by the alleyway. Then he would only need to charge and gore the two closest guards, before crushing their helmeted skulls beneath his hooves. Immense muscles flexed with those thoughts of murderous satisfaction.<br/><br/>But alas, it was not to be. Before he could move, he was hoisted off of the parapet and back upon the stone floor, grasped by… Neyly. Her strength was surprising, for one of her grace and beauty. But, surprisingly… R’Van did not struggle against her. He did not fight her off. He looked at her, somewhat confused at her actions. One of their own was in danger. Should they not go to her aid? He would observe from this distance, to attempt to understand the chaos presenting itself in the crowd below.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Insight roll</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2018-10-09 18:23:33, Giantmutantcrab (uid: 47912) rolls: 1d20m+2 Result: 7 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=125262)</div></div><br/><br/>Clearly… He did not understand the chaos presenting itself in the crowd below. And there was a naked zebra shouting, while gracefully flipping around in the air. Which, to be fair, caused R'Van to pause and blink, confusion evident on his visage.