[center][img]http://i.imgur.com/Aum6ALB.jpg[/img] [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/3541399]Blin "Brytag" Alborse[/url][/center]

Blin could take it anymore, he didn't know how he knew the sword was deep inside the creature, but he had to have it. He hoped he was far enough around the creature to have it between himself and Blank. Taking a last look at the little dragon on his shoulder, he whispered to it;

"[color=f49ac2]Best you don't engage it Kal, I don't like the way they try to attack you all.[/color]"

He gripped his makeshift staff in both hands and charged the bone beast now that it had landed, he couldn't trust the weapon to pierce or otherwise damage the creatures body, so he went for the next best thing. The wings. Blin thrust the broken ended staff up into the membrane and attempted to rip skin asunder. If he could, he would make sure it couldn't fly away. He just hoped Blank could provide backup if and when it turned on him.

A distant murmer in the back of his mind asked how he knew the dragons name, somehow it seemed familar to him, but then those thoughts were lost as he rushed the winged monster.

[@chukklehed][@Mokley]