[X] Close encounter with another of your peer, Sir Felincious-saurus Maximus Rex the Third, otherwise known as the Mountain that Moves.
- [x] One of the greater demons lumbering brute emerges from the shadows, braying for blood (A dog attacks!)

As you make idle talk with Dame Hell Singer, who is proving to be an interesting and lovely young lady of impeccable breeding thus far, there is a loud growl as a brute steps forth from concealing shadows and attempts to attack the two of you where you stand upon the high road above him.

How quint, an assassin.

The two of you unsheathe your blades and prepare to deal with the beast for it does not appear to be willing to listen to its instincts as you employ the beast warding cry; a technique designed to fluff up your coat as you call out, which normally to send lesser beasts such as what has stepped forth before you.

But the beast proved that it was far more dull than expected. Or better paid that its common sense was lost.

How long this state of affairs lasted, you do not know. It is unknowable, safe that it was longer than a heartbeat and shorter than a proper sunning session.

Still, it ended as the ground shook softly.

"... 'cuse us... make way," the soft words of kittens could be heard as the ground shook. That was a massive shadow looms over you and Dame Hell Singer.

A casual glance back and then slowly up revealed a mountain of fur and pure nobility. A face filled with ennui and a body that surely must have massed at least, at the very least four or five of you. The Mountain that Moves.

And surrounding him were young squires who ensured that no common plebeian approached his lordship.

[X] Defeat the beast while it was distracted by the approach of Sir Felincious-saurus Maximus Rex the Third.
[ ] Watch in surprise as the beast was swiftly dispatched by Lady Hell Singer.
[X] The mountain moves not for the beast, the beast moves for the mountain.
[ ] Speak to Sir Felincious-saurus Maximus Rex the Third or Lady Hell Singer?
[ ] Write In.