OOC: Tod If I could I'm going to do a quick correction on your spell.

IC: *Tod*

*With the monsters closing in he couldn't risk another freezing wind spell, so he prepared a cone of cold knowing it would not kill the creature. Tod ran toward the one that Elbow was stabbing at and cast it toward its sword arm hoping that the creature was not ambidextrous. As soon as the cone of cold hit the creature with in a couple seconds it's entire body became incased in a sold sheet of ice. Tod swung with his staff, and the creature shattered into pices. *

"He is all your's Elbow."

*Tod runs back to the trees to prepare a new spell for the next unfortunate monster.*

OOC: The words in this format is what i changed
Falcon Fireforge's Brother




I seek revenge on me brothers death