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Tactical Approach



Ashiel

Loner

age
3 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Extra large
build
Heavy
posts
331
player

Critical Hit!Treat 2019
02-03-2018, 04:18 PM



Ashiel pushed ahead a few steps, the water bubbling up to his chest now. He could feel it whirling Ashiel nodded at his uncle's words. Valdís jaws around his throat would not be something he'd swiftly forget. It happened so quickly he didn't even have time to think that he might die. He was just stunned. Ashiel stumbled but swiftly regained his footing… did he dare try his luck with a swifter part of the river? He saw his uncle loose his footing for a second and it made Ashiel think twice. He needed to practice patience. He was having enough trouble keeping steady where he was. No reason to push himself too hard too soon.

He felt praise at Amon's comment but also a touch of anger. He didn't like other's talking down about his sister, Asharya. Though… he also couldn't deny the truth in those words either. Asharya took after their mother and was a wild child in every way, as unpredictable as the wind. Ashiel continued to listen as his uncle spoke, mentally jotting down what he was saying. Test an opponent to see if they favored a limb, face them in a way that they were forced to look into the sun among other things. He nodded. Yes, they needed to take every advantage they could get and there was no shame in that.

"Yes, that all makes sense. Thank you, those are good tactics I hadn't considered before. I-" A rush of water sent Ashiel stumbling hard, his head dipping below the surface of the water before his powerful limbs pushed him back up. As he was swept toward a boulder he shifted his course, his legs connecting with it as he kicked himself back up against the current. It bought him enough time to dig his legs in again and slowly walk his way back up to his uncle, breathing heavy.

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-- PLEASE NOTE:  Ashiel is an EVIL character and can be prone to acts of swearing, maiming and other violence. --
Consider this your warning.