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Tigcat2 rolled 2 20-sided dice:
14, 2
Total: 16 (2-40)
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 Posted: Wed Dec 08, 2010 5:53 am
Enemy: Grunnies
AC: 10
HP: 40
Rolled AC: 14
Rolled damage: 2
Attack successful.
Remaining enemy HP: 28
Remaining daily attacks: 1
Angel spun around to meet his opponent in the eyes. His sword glistened in the morning sun, the light dancing in graceful movements. He moved forward, his eyes never leaving his opponent's. Then, with one swift movement, he struck his blade at the grunny, chopping its ear off. "Take that, you fiend!" He cried, back flipping just before the grunny could attack him back. He was panting already. This was going to be a long fight, he could just feel it.
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Tigcat2 rolled 2 20-sided dice:
7, 9
Total: 16 (2-40)
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Posted: Wed Dec 08, 2010 6:05 am
Enemy: Grunnies
AC: 10
HP: 40
Rolled AC: 7
Rolled damage: 9
Attack unsuccessful.
Remaining enemy HP: 38
Remaining daily attacks: 0
Angel was still panting when a grunny, seemingly out of no where, charged him. He stared wide-eyed, frozen to the spot. The grunny jumped and tore into his leg, leaving a wide, gaping gash on his leg. "Aghh!" The boy cried out, almost falling to his knees, but gathering the strength to get to safety first. He knocked the grunny off of himself, causing no damage to it, and limped to a near by tree. He climbed up it, painful by painful step, until he reached a spot much above the battle and commotion. He stretched out his leg, tending to his wounds carefully. From there Angel watched as the battle progressed, himself, useless to his comrade's aid for now.
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