Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-4211788-20150508063005/@comment-11848168-20150601172822

Tullir landed about thirty feet away from the group, just next to one of his poles. If they could see him, it would be as a silhouette. He lifted the pole out of the ground and took aim at the bubble clearing the fog. He tossed it, hoping to keep the heroes blind as well as hit one of them. After the toss, he jumped back into the treeline, his heavy weight almost snapping the branch he landed on.