Al'abalah:
In reply to Gareth (msg # 333):
Ooc: I thought our wayward martial artist would show and deal with this, but no.
The man drops into a fighting crouch, his eyes on Omar, just in time for the adep's greatsword to skim over his turban.
OOC: Right on queue.
Ryojin watched as things played out, measuring the brute who was threatening the woman, seeing how he moved, talked, acted. Ryojin puts himself between the man and the group protecting the woman.
He watches as the Adept swings his sword and barely misses the mans head, looks like he can move some. He does not like ganging up on one person, it does nothing to further his training.
"If you all would allow me. I wish to take care of this one, alone. To show you my worth."
He slides his left foot in an inward semi-circle forward, and raises his hands in an almost lazy fashion. His left hand forward, arm still bent, and his right hand almost resting under his chin. He dips his hips slightly, weight on the balls of his feet. His eyes seem to widden and narrow at the same time, a small grin on his face. He is easily within reach of the man, or more importantly, the man is within reach of him.
OOC: begin to evaluate the man, if I can get up to 3 then yay!