Gourd Damn It [Seasonal Event] [OPEN]

ronin A man unwilling to fight for what he wants deserves what he gets Game on? Indeed. Ronin turned his head sharply at the fwip of an arrow slicing the air, and he arched an eyebrow as he watched one of the demonic squash get impaled by it. Something told him that if the arrow had been aiming for him instead, it would have hit the mark with ease. Instead turning towards the trees where it had come from, he tossed a lazy and grateful salute up to whoever had helped him out... just in time for Deimos to splatter another of the pumpkins against a rock. "A man after my own heart," he called, nodding at the man wreathed in shadow. But there was little time to continue their chatting - another gourd bounced its annoying way towards Ronin with gnashing teeth, only for the ex-captain to seize it in both hands and launch it hard at the ground. It exploded against one of its brethren, taking them both out. Good bloody riddance.