((OOC: Rake Initative: 13))<br/><br/>Rake smiled. Now was his time to shine. He took a step forward and cleared his throat.<br/><br/>"I'm afraid your mistress will have to do without her 'pretties', scum. For now<strong>Rake Valkier and Company</strong>stands opposed to her! I am Rake, and THIS is my company!" He made a wide, sweeping motion. He frowned, looking from side to side. "Well, most of it, anyway.<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">Where the hell is Rodney</span>... Doesn't matter! Your reign of terror and her reign of animalistic transformations are at a end! Flee like cowards or face us and accept your doom!" He threatened.<br/><br/>When it did not seem likely that the bandits would retreat, Rake put his hands on his hips and laughed. "Very well! Come then, worms! You may notice an odd<strong>BURNING</strong>and<strong>CLEAVING</strong>sensation!"