“Alright. Sera.” Still felt strange. “Cities been okay.” The Hedge was the Hedge but he didn’t mention that right now.
“Buckshot?” he responded to Circe contemplatively. ”Hadn’t thought of that.” Given his normal dexterity, it wasn’t a bad suggestion.
“Alright to so go all out at least once,” he said with a cheeky smile, deciding he should probably test the course at least once. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” He twisted his neck from side to side and cracked his stoney knuckles while taking assessment of a dummy. In his mind he gave it a face. Twisted and angry. He imagined how it taunting him. An agent of the Fey. A loyalist sitting atop their high horse looking down on him.
Ram’s smile twisted as his jaw clenched and the power of the Stone flowed through him. He knew this wasn’t the enemy. There was nothing to prove. Yet, in a way, that made this all the easier. Hit as hard as he could. Show what he could do.
Rend!
Ram took a slow stance, feeling the earth beneath his feet. Steadying himself. Bracing.
In a real battle he definitely wouldn’t take this much time to make a hit. There wouldn’t be enough time to do it. However, Circe had given him permission and the anger that he normally let lay in a placid pool occasionally needed to boil over.
The attack breaks the dummy and several chain links clean off the arm. The sandbag swung slowly around. Even with the force Ram had hit the other side, most of it had been directed into the target itself and down. Not a bit of hit wasted.
The sandbag bumped gently into the Orge as he reigned in his panting. Regained control of his breathing. Stopped imaging the red and pink of brains splattered on the floor.
After a few seconds he looked up to the Summer Queen with the same cheeky grin.
“How was that?”
Since this really isn’t a combat scene I went ahead took several turns worth of action. Hope that’s okay.
Ram also takes one point of bashing for breaking an object unarmed.
Ignoring 3 points of hardness Ram breaks 5 points of structure. Enough to destroy a person sized object