With his attention mostly on keeping Isidor trapped it's much easier for Viatorus and Runa working as a pair to dictate the direction of the wheel. He's easily taken off guard and finds himself playing catch-up to their tugs moreso than guiding the ride himself.
Meanwhile, Isidor's roaming hands are poking, prodding, and chopping all over his body. At first he's laughing at her futility -- of course none of that is going to work! -- but then her fingers go between his ribs and suddenly he yelps! His hand comes off the wheel and he nearly loses his balance as he gawps between his side and Isidor. He is ticklish?! Faintly, but it's still a shock! Then again, how would he have known? Who else would have poked a death knight in the side with anything less than a sword?
Now, though... Now both of his hands are free, and what are the undead but creatures of vengeance? With Runa and Viatorus in control of the wheel it's time for Harrowheart to pay back Isidor for her crimes. He pokes and prods at all the regular places a person might be ticklish, laughing even though he's sure he's not going to succeed.
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Meanwhile, Isidor's roaming hands are poking, prodding, and chopping all over his body. At first he's laughing at her futility -- of course none of that is going to work! -- but then her fingers go between his ribs and suddenly he yelps! His hand comes off the wheel and he nearly loses his balance as he gawps between his side and Isidor. He is ticklish?! Faintly, but it's still a shock! Then again, how would he have known? Who else would have poked a death knight in the side with anything less than a sword?
Now, though... Now both of his hands are free, and what are the undead but creatures of vengeance? With Runa and Viatorus in control of the wheel it's time for Harrowheart to pay back Isidor for her crimes. He pokes and prods at all the regular places a person might be ticklish, laughing even though he's sure he's not going to succeed.