Iasu
R4
(DM Control)
Iasu stalks in silence, melding into the darkness. He knows Nabua is somewhere nearby. With the plank bow. With a bolt loaded and aimed by now. Likely poisoned.
Iasu cannot see the goat man. That is no surprise. Nabua is a skulker and skirmisher of the highest order. A sniper.
But so is Iasu.
Where would I be?, Iasu thinks to himself.
Where would I aim?
The Hechesi sights in at the battlefield, watching the rage and chaos from across the room.
He knows where he must be to take the shot. He makes his last movement, quickly but silently.
Vision will not work now. Iasu takes a deep breath and holds it before closing his eyes.
Bow in hand.
Total silence.
Listening.
Feeling.
There it is.
Iasu does not even turn his head in the direction of Nabua. Only his bow. He releases without a thought, his body moving on instincts, not conscience control.
The arrow hisses as it sails through the darkness...