[center][h2][color=#00ff66]Jase the Assassin (Mosslit  Crew)[/color][/h2]
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The knight put herself in front of them and took the brunt of the strange bird's attack - but now it was trying to fly off with the knight and her sheild. Probably hoping to drop her from a great height like she was a turtle so it could smash through the knight's metal shell.

The ice mage iced one of its wings, but they needed to drag it down.

"I'm too old for this sh..." Jase yells, the young half-elf jumping onto the knight's back, knife still in hand. This giant bird probably snatched whole sheep and cows to bring to its nest, his weight along with the knight wasn't probably going to do much - but it was clearly a predator, a meat eater. The weird feathers on his belly would be shorter than its flight feathers, so he needed to jam his blade between the rows and slash, while making sure he stayed well away from its beak.

Crawling to the knight's side to where the sheild wasn't between him and the bird, he started jabbing at the bird's side, under its feathers, again and again, praying to strike an artery.

"I wish I had a shotgun...!" Jase calls out. "Or is that against I-see-kee rules?!"

Why people fall for this romantisized fantasy, he had no idea. The middle ages were brutal, short, and stank. 

[@Crusader Lord][@Thunder999999][@Crimson Paladin]