[Suzerain of Sheol]

If a bolt of lightning had struck the young man, he could not have leapt in greater fright. A wild, horrified wail escapes Lanius as he stumbles back, but it is quickly overborne by the sound of a ton of violent muscle churning the ground in a rapid advance.

A full scream rings out as Sicarius bears down on Lanius, or rather, just near him, the horse skidding to a halt to lean down and snatch the poor dolt about his shirt-collar with unyielding teeth.

Sicarius: Grapple 1d20 + 9 = 27

Too terrified to struggle, Lanius is hauled down the road, past Felix, whom his eyes catch in horrified bewilderment before Sicarius carries him away. His breath comes in frantic gulps, which transition to a pained moan as the horse lets go and shoves him to the ground at Ulysses' feet.