R4T16: "Bah," Aroden mutters as the dwarf drops his first foe, "Just not my luck today..."

Turning his ire on the dog before him, the swordsman attempts another feint, and cleaves at the mongrel to strike it in the head for 12. The animal is too thick-headed to fall.

R4T15: Mordren, what do you do? Only doggos remain.

Bríg on deck, Reiko in the hole ...