http://powerlisting.wikia.com/wiki/Polishing
I can make my weapons and armour shiny, that might be useful. Or at least I'll look nice.
http://powerlisting.wikia.com/wiki/Poison_Infusion
That's more like it. Anything I touch can become a weapon of toxic death.
http://powerlisting.wikia.com/wiki/Mustelid_Physiology
Given the previous power, I'm tempted to go skunk. They used to be considered mustelids, but aren't any more. It's also a bit obvious, so I'll go badger instead.
I shall be Toxic Badger!
The battle: I don't think I have to worry about you kissing me unless poisonous badgers are your thing, I am for the sake of this fight assuming you're alone and without thralls from your kissy face. My polished claws are out and ready for a fight, so my feral mind's instincts are overriding any doubts I might be having. Beyond my badger endurance, I have no counter for your CTM. With each hit I poison you and you struggle to stay upright on the highly polished floor, but my body is literally coming apart at the seams. The battle ends with us collapsing on the floor in a bloodied heap.
I can make my weapons and armour shiny, that might be useful. Or at least I'll look nice.
http://powerlisting.wikia.com/wiki/Poison_Infusion
That's more like it. Anything I touch can become a weapon of toxic death.
http://powerlisting.wikia.com/wiki/Mustelid_Physiology
Given the previous power, I'm tempted to go skunk. They used to be considered mustelids, but aren't any more. It's also a bit obvious, so I'll go badger instead.
I shall be Toxic Badger!
The battle: I don't think I have to worry about you kissing me unless poisonous badgers are your thing, I am for the sake of this fight assuming you're alone and without thralls from your kissy face. My polished claws are out and ready for a fight, so my feral mind's instincts are overriding any doubts I might be having. Beyond my badger endurance, I have no counter for your CTM. With each hit I poison you and you struggle to stay upright on the highly polished floor, but my body is literally coming apart at the seams. The battle ends with us collapsing on the floor in a bloodied heap.