Mr. Tiggles ran forward at his master's command, pouncing on the scaled creature with as much might as he felt like.
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Unaware of his master hustling through the forest, , Mr. Tiggles lashed out at the kobold who had taken an ill-intentioned swipe at him.
Mr. Tiggles warbles a confirmation at his master's orders and surges forward through the trees, moving as close to one of the closer kobolds he could with his 120 ft double move.
As Philoneus double moves into position, Mr. Tiggles continues to do his best attacking the creature before him.
Mr. Tiggles ran around the foe his master had indicated, avoiding attacks of opportunity by virtue of being incredibly fast. Once in position, Mr. Tiggles lashes out with a bite.
Mr. Tiggles spurred into action on his master's command, charging forward at almost top speed and passing by the orange skeleton to reach the purple zombie. Once there, Mr. Tiggles tried to do what he did best.
Mr. Tiggles ignored the slime that came off with its claws. Its master had given him orders, and this thing didn't seem too tough. The velociraptor continued its attack.
Mr. Tiggles ran, skirting around the terrible, fleshy beast and stopped opposite of his master. Despite the disgusting look of the whatever this was, Mr. Tiggles struck at it with his talon.
Mr. Tiggles warbles and screeches at the damage delivered and continues to lay into the creature as best he could.
Mr. Tiggles takes a five foot step and continues to rip and tear, using his new found position to increase the accuracy of his attacks.
Mr. Tiggles continued to lash out at the wax golem who had the audacity to strike him. Emboldened by his master's presence, he attacked in a wild flurry with both talons and his bite.
Mr. Tiggles surged forward, brushing against Mavin as he pushed passed. Moving quickly forward, he entered the small enclosed space and lashed out with a talon towards the wax creature.
Mr. Tiggles want sure why his master was fighting this piece of cloth, but it wasn't in his nature to question such silly things. Instead, he ran along the outskirts of the fight before ending opposite of his master, lashing out with a talon.
Mr. Tiggles looked at the new challenger in front of him, who had tried to bite his master, and found it wanting. He tore into the dog with tooth and talon.
Mr. Tiggles warbles in response to his master's commands and moves forward, pushing passed the other to get into the green dog's face. Once in position, he lashed out a feathered leg to strike with a fierce talon.
Mr. Tiggles continues to rip and tear into the great ape that threatened the group, not caring one bit about the Tikis.
Mr. Tiggles resumes tearing into the ape, making sure it is 200% dead.
Mr. Tiggles lashes back at the ape despite it being much larger than him. In little Velociraptor mind, it looked more like Godzilla vs King Kong. Luckily, Mr. Tiggles never saw that movie. Mr. Tiggles went full tilt.
Mr. Tiggles warbles and surges forward, moving around the large ape until it was in flanking position with his master. He takes his talon to the beast immediately.
Mr. Tiggles continues to rip and tear into the flesh of the snake.
The snake attacking his master and failing spectacularly enrages Mr. Tiggles. He warbles out a war cry and focuses his attacks at the creature lower on the food chain.
Mr. Tiggles heeds Philoneus' command and takes a five foot step towards the small creature. He attempts to tear into it with tooth and talon, rending it if possible.
Mr. Tiggles warbbled at his master's order and transfixed the orange one with predatory eyes before going in with his talons and bite attack.
Mr. Tiggles starts sniffing and keeping an eye out as well, sensing his master's susicions.
Mr. Tiggles happily snatches the meat out of the air and follows after his master, chewing as he walks, the undead forgotten behind them.
Mr. Tiggles heeds his master's call and tan around the bench to lash out with his talon.
Mr. Tiggles lashes out at the yellow hulk who attempted to swing at him.
Mr. Tiggles doesn't take kindly to this undead creature trying to smack him back,even though he missed with all of his attacks that one claw slid off of his leather armor. The velociraptor took the sentiment in kind, going for the creature's vitals.
Mr. Tiggles easily shrugs off the creature's filth and listens carefully to his master's commands. Knowing that this creature was not going to taste good based on the spell, Mr. Tiggles still did not hesitate in trying to rip it to pieces.
Mr. Tiggles sticks close to his master, staying on his left and walking alongside as he was trained to do.
Mr. Tiggles snatches each bit of food that his master tosses him out of the air, gulping it down without bothering to chew. All good things come to an end, and his master shows his palm, signalling that they were empty. With a disappointed warble, Mr. Tiggles starts sniffing the other small ones in the party. He sure was traveling with a lot of small ones lately. Not that he minded; his favorite people were small ones. Once he got the scent of his master's friends, he went about preening himself, making sure that he was clean and no extra food had snuck passed his eyes and into his feathers.
Mr. Tiggles follows, his nose in the air. He could smell the thick one. And the tall one. But there was another. Bloody and scared. His master had not told him to attack this one, but rather defend him, so he would listen, so he remained vigilant.
Mr. Tiggles follows after his master, sniffing at Deenha and Thran as he stops behind them but otherwise awaits further orders.
Mr. Tiggles steps forward towards the blue cultist, leaving the red one to remain collapsed on the ground. He tore into the blue cultist with the backing of his master, the other small one's words giving him strength.
Speaking of going off, Mr. Tiggles takes a five foot step forward, ignoring his master's wish for a flank, and does what he does best.
Mr. Tiggles perked up when he heard his master's voice and command. He left the small one on her lonesome as he turned the corner, immediately homing in on the one that was being pointed at, and went for him with a talon.
Mr. Tiggles stayed as close to the small one as possible. He noticed the man attacking the ones who had fought the five-heads with him and his master, but offered no aid. They would gave his fury only if they went after the small one.
Hey! You're probably referring to the arena fight, aye? Yeah, Mr. Tiggles tore that thing up. He's got a taste for them now, as he rightfully should after all that.
Mr. Tiggles preened himself silently beside his master, though the more perceptive among you would notice his eyes on everyone in the room through his feathers. Every so often he'd start sniffing Philoneus' bag and looking expectantly at his master, but go back to preening once it was certain he wouldn't be fed.
Mr. Tiggles stays close to the small one his master said to protect. He weaved with the crowd, staying directly at her left side as he had been taught to do.
Mr. Tiggles takes a solitary step forward and, seeing that he was exactly across from his master, attacks the enemy with everything he has.
Mr. Tiggles warbles in response to his master's pointing and moves with speed and grace to the other side of the man in blue. With a ravenous cry he lashes out with his talon.
The velociraptor hesitated as his master spoke, and when offered food gladly moved to rub his body against Philoneus'. He took the meat and gulped it down as fast as he could before starting to preen his master's beard as if they were feathers.
Mr. Tiggles slowly returns to the group. He keeps his head down and refuses to look his master in the eye, though he does keep near to him.
?r. Tiggles tries to be brave.
Mr. Tiggles is not brave.
Mr. Tiggles followed after his master, sniffing Landers as he passed by, still some hydra left on his face. Once inside he stuck by the master quite closely.
Mr. Tiggles jumps onto the Hydra and starts doubling down on attacks after seeing that his master didn't tell him to back down. Talons and teeth tore into the poor creature, undoubtedly either pleasing the crowd or downright disgusting them. Either way, Mr. Tiggles follows his instincts.
I honestly expected at least one miss from Mr.Tiggles so we could keep the fight going another round (if this drops it again) but apparently the raptor has a personal grudge against hydras.
Mr. Tiggles goes all in.
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