OoC: This is me being swift! ...Well, no, not really. We'll see if I can go faster.

You like your excessive description and inflection, don't you? ...Well, it's not nearly as lengthy as some.

As a comment, I've done a smattering (yes, smattering) of forum-based roleplaying in recent weeks, and this is possibly the longer than most I've done that didn't involve an NPC that I was controlling, or an introduction, in quite a while.

BiC:

It was refreshing, in a way, for Tahredron's opponent to not be so self-inflated as to believe himself impervious to the tricks of the mind. It was more pleasing to see them looking around confusedly, rather than confidently choosing a direction, whether it is right or not.

There was a certain satisfaction to the opponent choosing the wrong way, though.

This particular target had chosen, after a few seconds--enough time to let Tahredron get much closer to him--to 'stand tall' and face its attacker. Surely, it would be able to tell the general direction of where he stood, but Tahredron made it very difficult to perceive precisely where he stood. He was not impressed by this specimen. It was not even taller than he, and especially not given his full armor.

There was no point to get close enough to let this creature touch him, as it would be able to see him clearly if it got too close. Therefore, Tahredron kept back, and conjured all around a large storm of psychic energies; it was more of a distraction for anything more than a simple human, but it did often prove fatal or nearly so to those. In this case, he didn't expect it to do much more than be impressive, and perhaps knock this 'being of war' back down again.

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