OOC: Before anyone asks we're doing this 'cos we're low on insperation at the moment.

IC: *Sniper shuddered at the memory of his old squad being massicured so easily in the moving forests as the Nal woods became known. He looked back up at Rawne.*
"Then you leave me little choice."
*Sniper upper cut Rawne catching him on the underside of his chin. knocking him down.*
A dagger in the dark is worth a thousand swords at dawn.