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Amon Larethian rolled 1 8-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-8)
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 Posted: Mon May 14, 2012 5:05 pm
Now he was spurned on by adrenaline, anger, and determination. He was going to make it through this course, he had to, he had to if for no other reason than to show the jerk who had created this course that he would not be beaten so easily!
SNARL!
A quick jump, a roll to the right, a dart to the left, he raced further up the hill.
(( round 3
HP: 20/40 ))
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Amon Larethian rolled 1 8-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-8)
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2012 5:11 pm
He wasn't stopping, wasn't looking back, the thrash of his tail with each step powering him forward. His lips curled in a snarl, his jaw set, fangs bared menacingly as if he thought to BITE the lightning (or at least the course's creator).
A quick leap forward, he rolled out of the path of a lightning strike, landing on his feet to continue his charge up the hill.
(( round 4
HP: 20/40 ))
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Amon Larethian rolled 1 8-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-8)
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2012 5:14 pm
He could see the end of the course, the top of the hill, he was almost there! A last snap of his tail, a low roar, wings tucked close to his sides, his postured held low, Sheridan summoned all of his strength and charged up the hill at full speed.
A strike near his right, too close for comfort, but he would not be fazed, leaping out of its path without missing a beat, without slowing down. Left, right, roll, oh jack jump back! He dodged each strike, refusing to give in, refusing to falter, he was going to make it through this course, jack damn it!
He was nearly exhausted as he reached the end of the course, his feet at last reached the top of the hill and carrying him out of range of the lightning strikes. He had done it, he had one! His wings spread, his jaws parted, he threw his head back and roared in victory!
Take that thunder road, TAKE THAT!
(( round 5
HP: 20/40 - PASS! ))
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