As Knot's foot comes down, it rings with the chime of a silver bell, his foot and soon the rest of him armored in a quite literal suit of emerald-green mail, decorated in the themes of thistles and thorns and fantastic animals of a distinctively fey design. The tangle of string around his left hand twitches and writhes like a living thing, before unraveling itself into intangibility. Within moments there are naught but the faintest glimmers and flickers of light that catch on nearly invisible threads finer than anything made by man that tremble and twitch in response to the movements of Knot's hands.
He bows to his opponent.
Sword Fate 3
Shield Life 2
Willpower
Health
Initiative 12