Utterly Mad

Greer's eyes stare like miniature grey suns from beneath the coverings on his face, and he wastes little time in getting things started. Dashing forward, he makes a go for the nearest bandit's leg, hoping to get a good slice and immobilize him, hopefully catching an artery if he's lucky. Should the hit land or not, he quickly hops back to his earlier position near the door, still aiming to stay out of reach of the group as a whole.