[ Arenvald spares a precious moment to watch the local make his escape, but an inkling at the back of his mind bids him to refocus his attention at the matter at hand. He jerks his shield arm up just in time to deflect another vine, snapping his way like a whip. It bounces off the surface of his small buckler, unable to find purchase to coil around him.
Well, there's the question of his Echo answered, then.
He's half a second away from switching his sword to his off-hand when Connor takes care of the issue for him, a familiar-looking knife flashing through the air to impale the vine trying to squeeze his sword arm despite the armor. ]
I've got you!
[ His now-free sword comes down in a quick arc to sever the vine around Connor, while his shield arm curls about his friend's waist to keep him upright. Now dead, the offending bit of plant goes slack, releasing him. Arenvald is quick to usher them away from the remaining vines, easing them back a few paces. ]
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Well, there's the question of his Echo answered, then.
He's half a second away from switching his sword to his off-hand when Connor takes care of the issue for him, a familiar-looking knife flashing through the air to impale the vine trying to squeeze his sword arm despite the armor. ]
I've got you!
[ His now-free sword comes down in a quick arc to sever the vine around Connor, while his shield arm curls about his friend's waist to keep him upright. Now dead, the offending bit of plant goes slack, releasing him. Arenvald is quick to usher them away from the remaining vines, easing them back a few paces. ]
Are you alright?