<div class="floatleft">(https://www.herr-der-ringe-film.de/v3/media/darsteller/denethor/john_noble01-cb168988.jpg) (http://orig01.deviantart.net/9e58/f/2011/230/e/e/walter_bishop_by_gredandfeorge-d47312s.jpg)</div>The Doctor (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=311637.msg15111506#msg15111506)  Dodge: 9, Perception: 8<br/><hr/><br/>The old Wizened continued on the trail, aware now that their foe had at least a pack of allied hobs among his or her bag of tricks. This would not bode well if the fae was as strong as Doc feared. The group needed numbers on their side, not the other way. As he hears the screams and noise of the party they are trailing fade or get cut short, The Doctor freezes a moment. And suddenly hears a soft rustle that isn't matching footsteps. A deft spin and he sees leafy fibrous tendrils shooting at him.<br/><br/>"Look out!" he yells as he throws himself out of the way of some vines. Hitting the ground beside him he suddenly yanks his feet in towards his chest, scrunching up as another vine apparently went for an ankle. Springing quickly to his feet with that speed of the joints that Wizened are blessed with, he quickly pulls out a scalpel. "En Garde!" he yells out, holding the tiny little blade in his hand.<br/><br/>The Doctor suddenly found himself mesmerized ever so briefly by Brandi's bouncing bits, only to turn and find a Jaime crashing into him. With a grunt, the old doctor crumples to the ground.<br/>"Are you ok Jaime?"<br/><br/>Once all in the group seemed ready the Doctor continued on, ever deeper into the hedge maze.