String Quartet
A four piece am I: First is my bow the tool of my trade, then the string—of gut it is...
A four piece am I: First is my bow the tool of my trade, then the string—of gut it is...
Ammunition, Assassin, Ballroom, Bard, Combat, Music, Player, Ranged weapon, Verse
I stride like the tide, my crashing throw wide, from the force of a tsunami this fool...
Like a terrier nipping at the heels of a bull, I lunge in and lunge out, ever moving,...
Fate tickles me as I launch myself forward, knowing I’ll trip and tumble, seemingly...
Like punctuating the last line of a poem, I flourish my [weapon] and poke! Right...
A ball of fiery rage burns in my gut, and I release its frenzied heat through the driving...
Blood hunter, Combat, Fireblooded, Magic weapon, Melee weapon, Player
My feet flicker like candleflame as I move around my enemy, darting forward, as if...
My form flickers like licking flames, twitching with chaotic precision. My hands slap out...
Precision is poetry. My actions ooze rhythm, each step an iamb. I position my...
The slabs of my back shift like tectonic plates. My arm angles to add pressure until I am...
Combat, Earthbonded, Fighter, Fireblooded, Melee weapon, Player, Ranged weapon