Lilt... drew a sharp hiss when she saw the Cyclops weapon smack the paladin hard. This definitely wasn't good. Why wouldn't they both just disengage and run!? Why wouldn't he just leave her?! And more importantly, the kobold must ask herself, why hasn't she left the other two behind? Oh right... it was because she certainly needed the paladin. At least she hopes that's what she actually believes.
Still... the foolish nature of both of their actions was inspiring enough. Admitably, the both of them. Fool hardy, but brave and loyal to someone they've just met.
The kobold drew in a low whimper, as she began to test her own resolve. She was hurting all over, and the troglodytes were on the approach. She... was going to give this one final try. The third time is the charm... right? Maybe she can actually be useful with this last attempt. If not... well one of them were likely going to bite the dust.
She made sure that she was able to maintain cover, and had an idea of a nice... tiny hole to dive into should things go horribly wrong. She pointed to the Paladin, and hailed him. Her typical soft hissing voice came out with an echoing crack like a boom of thunder.
"SHINE BRIGHTLY ONCE MORE, AND GLORY SHALL BE YOURS!" The small lizard's words were certainly inspiring. Quite like, and pretty literally, they were drawing a latent power fueled by morale.
Once more... the kobold prepared her spell. She'd wait till the Cyclops began to make his play, before sending out one final Hideous Laughter, hoping for a clutch. She hated this damn spell so much. Language barriers were a non-issue with it... but... it required her to do something sily. Jokes weren't cutting it. So... time for desperation. The kobold flipped her dusacks about so they were pointing towards the ground. She slipped the handles into her jaws, making them into oversize fangs. And gave the worlds worse... and perhaps most embarrassing impression of a Vampire. Or maybe it was a bulimic runt of a walrus doing some sort of dance routine. What ever it was, it was pretty ballsy. And offensive to something.
Storms... I hope no one is seeing this.
Still... the foolish nature of both of their actions was inspiring enough. Admitably, the both of them. Fool hardy, but brave and loyal to someone they've just met.
The kobold drew in a low whimper, as she began to test her own resolve. She was hurting all over, and the troglodytes were on the approach. She... was going to give this one final try. The third time is the charm... right? Maybe she can actually be useful with this last attempt. If not... well one of them were likely going to bite the dust.
She made sure that she was able to maintain cover, and had an idea of a nice... tiny hole to dive into should things go horribly wrong. She pointed to the Paladin, and hailed him. Her typical soft hissing voice came out with an echoing crack like a boom of thunder.
"SHINE BRIGHTLY ONCE MORE, AND GLORY SHALL BE YOURS!" The small lizard's words were certainly inspiring. Quite like, and pretty literally, they were drawing a latent power fueled by morale.
Once more... the kobold prepared her spell. She'd wait till the Cyclops began to make his play, before sending out one final Hideous Laughter, hoping for a clutch. She hated this damn spell so much. Language barriers were a non-issue with it... but... it required her to do something sily. Jokes weren't cutting it. So... time for desperation. The kobold flipped her dusacks about so they were pointing towards the ground. She slipped the handles into her jaws, making them into oversize fangs. And gave the worlds worse... and perhaps most embarrassing impression of a Vampire. Or maybe it was a bulimic runt of a walrus doing some sort of dance routine. What ever it was, it was pretty ballsy. And offensive to something.
Storms... I hope no one is seeing this.