JACK
Jack, as usual, lingers toward the back of the group, and his eyebrows rise and his chin lifts at the sight of the daemons clustered around one of the barrows - just as Crentist had said. Tilting his head towards Iskra and then back at Deimos, he nods mild agreement; much as it would be entertaining to just let loose (he wouldn't even feel too wary about it, not with the Sword so close), a strategy is always a sound decision in his book.
"If Deimos shields for cover, I can use lightning to spook 'em towards us," he suggests. "Get 'em all cozy and in range for whatever else you might wanna do." It's been a long time since range has been a particular problem for him, but he remembers well when he was hobbled by it.
Jack agrees with Iskra! He suggests Deimos throw a shield up for cover, and then he will use magic to spook the griffins towards them.
"If Deimos shields for cover, I can use lightning to spook 'em towards us," he suggests. "Get 'em all cozy and in range for whatever else you might wanna do." It's been a long time since range has been a particular problem for him, but he remembers well when he was hobbled by it.
Jack agrees with Iskra! He suggests Deimos throw a shield up for cover, and then he will use magic to spook the griffins towards them.
you are a quiet god
and your hunger is cavernous
and your hunger is cavernous
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
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