Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160726175355/@comment-27550231-20160803161713

Not wanting to fight a one-sided battle and press up against my shield and ready for a mad charge. My feet spread apart and dig into the ashen cobblestone. The tower shield is tilted at an angle like an improvised plow and we crouch behind it and take cover from the deadly rain. Aabi takes control of one of Lucida's arms and places it on my shoulder, creating a link between us.

(mind)

Aabi: "What are you planning?"

"I'm going to bluff a charge while you two get to cover inside that blacksmith shop." Aabi: "Sounds good. What's the signal?" "I'll stomp my shield twice. Lucida, make use of those hands and collect as many shields and weapons as you can carry. You got that? No free hand... How are you holding up?"