>>5590464>>5590473>>5590534>>5590577>>5590944>>5590976>>5590982>Put a sharp object in your mouth.You tactical genius.
Your years of service in the church–years of diligent study on just war theory, of dire battle against monsters–have brought you this. Yes, because for all across the hundreds of years of history on record in the depths of the church archives, all the great warriors and kings of yesteryear have never once thought to place a sharp object in their soft palate.
Your cutting-edge strategy is daring–so bold, in fact, it must be right. You are ready to bring your new thoughts on warfare to the table. You gently bend your snout, nose on the ground on the hunt for steel, and slot the edge of one great sword in between your fangs as you lift. It hangs unevenly from your jaws like a toothpick, and you have to bend your head to balance it out.
The imagery of a giant wolf with a sword in its mouth fighting a knight feels right for some reason.
You pad forth with new determination–the smells of orchids and iron and blood, the sound of the knight’s armor as plate rubs against itself–all form a map of the battlefield via your olfactory and auditory sense. You can’t see what you’re doing, but you can certainly feel what you’re fighting. This is how you can manage–how you can fight.
You raise your head and with a snap of your neck, bbring the sword down on the hole in the air where a smell should be. A sonorous clang of steel meets it, a glancing blow from the knight as she parries your attack. You got her to parry something! You meet it, again and again, each swing of your blade feeling right. Is this doing something? Probably! Your strategy is so brilliant it must be.
>Swing low. Go for the legs.>Swing high. Go for the helmet.>Spin.>Back out of Morne. You think you’ve given him the right idea.>Write-In. 