"Rrrrgh nff hrm rurfflrrm!" was the response Anastasia got from her jibing as Tluian struggled, before the flailing and squirming left him tired and still dangly. He's not going to contribute much to this - especially without his pants. Finger-waggling has a certain ethic, a<em>code</em>if you will and some thing just aren't<em>done</em>. Besides, it would probably come with a concentration check at an ungodly penalty.<br/><br/>if only he had had the foresight to bond with a helpful familiar that liked to gnaw things! But noooo, he had to go for the charismatic microfauna instead of the rodent. He'd heard 50% of rat familiars were really skeezy old wizards under a polymorph effect anyway.