Removing the last pieces of his full plate, and clerverly arranging them in his backpack, kerasot turns to shadow man and says:
This one, while still thinking horses to be stupid creatures, finds the general feel of riding them to be disturbing, as it is nothing like riding a rocklizard, or a full grown basilisk. This one will run, catch up to this one if you can.
With these words, kerasot starts double-moving towards where caelali pointed, all the while moaning in his rocky voice about the nice feeling the hail is giving him.
Moving at a speed of 40ft, 80 ft while double moving, althought i suppose there is a movement penalty. If i can run, i do it for a while.
Barbarians rock