Shiska pushed herself groggliy to her feet,rubbing her aching head. Her newly summoned pet(which she had been so proud of) lay in a usless pile of shattered bone. The handsome male who had come to her aid was turning out the pockets of the three dead Frogloks.
"Thank you kind sir! That was close."
"No problem"he replied. He then walked off,wiping the blood off his blade and snickering.
Shiska felt humiliated. All her spells,her staff,her pet had been to no avile.
Shiska
Necromancer of only 2 seasons
Bristlebane