[You guys have fun, she'll just sit back and watch.
Normally, Estinien would close the gap with a leap akin to flying, landing in the middle of the group. But he can't do that now, and he spares only a moment to feel annoyed by that before he engages, darting forward and to the other side of the group.
It's not exactly akin to working with his fellow dragoons, but there are some things that are universal. He plants the butt of his makeshift lance solidly into the ground and whirls around it like a pinwheel, knocking two of them flat on their ass.
He's been practicing. This stave is not Gae Bolg, or Nidhogg, but he's familiar with its weight and balance and can do...most of the things he would do with a proper weapon.
Once he's solidly on his feet again, he gestures at Iceheart, who freezes their hands and feet to the ground with a thin, brittle layer of ice. Not enough to cause damage, or to even keep them down for very long, but long enough to keep them from retaliating.]
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Normally, Estinien would close the gap with a leap akin to flying, landing in the middle of the group. But he can't do that now, and he spares only a moment to feel annoyed by that before he engages, darting forward and to the other side of the group.
It's not exactly akin to working with his fellow dragoons, but there are some things that are universal. He plants the butt of his makeshift lance solidly into the ground and whirls around it like a pinwheel, knocking two of them flat on their ass.
He's been practicing. This stave is not Gae Bolg, or Nidhogg, but he's familiar with its weight and balance and can do...most of the things he would do with a proper weapon.
Once he's solidly on his feet again, he gestures at Iceheart, who freezes their hands and feet to the ground with a thin, brittle layer of ice. Not enough to cause damage, or to even keep them down for very long, but long enough to keep them from retaliating.]