[ :3c oh yay, it's game time. And this is oddly reminiscent of pretty much any time he's ever run into Vernon Roche, but as the projectile comes flying, Iorveth jerks to the side, torso turn to put a single shoulder forward, though thankfully rocks aren't as sharp as throwing knives. So he takes the opportunity to snatch it out of the air aaaaaaand...
Pitch it right back. Catch, bb turtle. There's a smug smirk, because Iorveth is a dick, but it's more amused than anything cruel. ] Practice shot. Try again.
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Pitch it right back. Catch, bb turtle. There's a smug smirk, because Iorveth is a dick, but it's more amused than anything cruel. ] Practice shot. Try again.