Haunted Wood tree top, my bra

Rolled a 6

I wouldn't be here if you were. Was the simple answer. Should he have been busy, he would have simply ignored the calls and continued on what mattered most, or what was currently his task. He was the Warlord after all, and his is what mattered most. It was easy enough to turn a deaf ear, even if it were to piss off a member, the majority of them knew him well enough by now as the callous king he was.

And there it was, the reason behind her calls. A spar with the emperor of the woods, something that he would never turn down. She offered and braced herself, that was enough invitation for him to begin. He was slow due to his size, but capable of bursts of speed. He did so now, lunging forward only to twist his body just enough to offer his shoulder as his first strike. Aiming right for her face or throat, he would try to disorientate her first and follow up with a hip thrust at her own lower body to break through those defensive stances of her and force her to be more vulnerable to what would come next. (they should now be facing the same direction, shoulder to shoulder)