[Also pretty great. Quentin tries not to wince as blood sprays. Back home, Toby is usually the one who winds up covered in blood. Usually her own. And he's Daoine Sidhe, and blood magic is his birthright. But that doesn't mean he likes it.
But no time to think about that at all. The grimling is down but not out. So Quentin moves to finish it, taking advantage of the creature being knocked off its feet, driving his sword into the grimling.
It... should stay down now.]
So... hi.
[He glances back up almost sheepish. This is one of the weirdest introductions he's ever had, and he's had many odd ones.]
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But no time to think about that at all. The grimling is down but not out. So Quentin moves to finish it, taking advantage of the creature being knocked off its feet, driving his sword into the grimling.
It... should stay down now.]
So... hi.
[He glances back up almost sheepish. This is one of the weirdest introductions he's ever had, and he's had many odd ones.]