You switch to the drunken master stance.
You sway, legs loose, arms flopping like reeds in a storm. The ground tilts, your body weaves, mimicking a drunkard’s stumble, unpredictable, fluid, yet poised for a sudden, whip-like strike.
| # | Type | Name |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | Subclass | Tao of the Drunken Master |