As Rosinante stumbles through the woods, he comes upon a spirit with impressive antlers and multiple hooved limbs. The spirit is not doing anything in particular, perhaps communing with nature. They do not seem to notice his approach and that is to his benefit.
With his ability to move silently and the fact he is well armed, he's able to land a solid blow on the spirit before it can even react. The spirit is heavily wounded, and for a blessed moment, it almost seems like he might get away with this with only a singular blow, without much fighting back.
The spirit rallies, however, and the number of hooves it has does make for a mean blow. They connect solidly with Rosinante and throw him into a tree, which will leave him with a few bruised ribs and hooved-shaped injuries to show for it. The spirit rounds on him, perhaps contemplating another hit, before it begins to crumple. Hooved limbs press to the injury left by the cutlass, leaving Rosinante with an opening... should he choose to take it. The spirit takes him in, the look in his eye and lantern in his possession. It seems confused, through muttered huffs that indicate pain.
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With his ability to move silently and the fact he is well armed, he's able to land a solid blow on the spirit before it can even react. The spirit is heavily wounded, and for a blessed moment, it almost seems like he might get away with this with only a singular blow, without much fighting back.
The spirit rallies, however, and the number of hooves it has does make for a mean blow. They connect solidly with Rosinante and throw him into a tree, which will leave him with a few bruised ribs and hooved-shaped injuries to show for it. The spirit rounds on him, perhaps contemplating another hit, before it begins to crumple. Hooved limbs press to the injury left by the cutlass, leaving Rosinante with an opening... should he choose to take it. The spirit takes him in, the look in his eye and lantern in his possession. It seems confused, through muttered huffs that indicate pain.