Haven't done this in a while... [What part of this, Everett? To be chat about later, the could hope. He does as he's told, ducking back behind her while keeping enough distance to not get in her way, either. Spying that same bandit readying another knife, Everett raises his bag of mushrooms to intercept it, the blade getting lodged there, rather than continuing towards Iramaat. Support! He's not... completely useless. His sense of spacial awareness can help keep the actual fighter from being distracted.]
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