"Fucking Greenhorns....", he muttered angrily, that anger transforming him into something fierce as his muscles bulged and his eyes went black as a bloodthirsty shark's.<br/><br/>Drawing from his back his trusted weapon, a greataxe as big as he was, he aims for a nearby beast of burden, but ends up only burying it into the ground.<br/><br/>Letting go of it, he gave a bark loud as thunder, in an attempt to spook as many of the stampeding animals into stopping in their tracks.<br/><br/>(OOC: Rolled a natural 1 for Attacking a nearby Mule, rolled a 17 for Handle animal to calm down as many Carts as possible.)<br/><br/>