[ Being flat on your back is a terrible place to be in the middle of a fight. At least he's not in full plate mail, that sure would suck. He still wishes he had something more protective on than the clothes they'd dressed in for dealing with the desert winds, sun and sand. ]
Little late for that! Sorry! [ Is he? Probably not.
There's two robed figures advancing on him, a third with an arrow in his shoulder is struggling to disarm him. He twists away from one, and manages to roll free enough to get to his hands and knees, but then something slams into his back - magic, he thinks? - and it sends him sprawling, senses disoriented and dizzy.
He looks up to see one of those masked faces looming over him and reaches out to try and drag it loose, fingers scrabbling at the edges of it to try and drag it free, even as the figure jolts backwards from the unexpected grab. Anyone hiding their face in an attack like this had secrets and he wanted to know who was after them.
He feels it loosen as they withdraw but another robed figure steps in between them before he can get a glimpse of what - or who - he may have uncovered. ]
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Little late for that! Sorry! [ Is he? Probably not.
There's two robed figures advancing on him, a third with an arrow in his shoulder is struggling to disarm him. He twists away from one, and manages to roll free enough to get to his hands and knees, but then something slams into his back - magic, he thinks? - and it sends him sprawling, senses disoriented and dizzy.
He looks up to see one of those masked faces looming over him and reaches out to try and drag it loose, fingers scrabbling at the edges of it to try and drag it free, even as the figure jolts backwards from the unexpected grab. Anyone hiding their face in an attack like this had secrets and he wanted to know who was after them.
He feels it loosen as they withdraw but another robed figure steps in between them before he can get a glimpse of what - or who - he may have uncovered. ]