As everyone gathered on the ground around David, the wind finally began to pick up. Karl offered his hand to DTA who took it with a wince and allowed himself to be hoisted into a generally upright position. He gingerly brushed himself off and turned to David, not without a stifled groan.
"Were you really going to fire that thing?" David bowed slightly, put his palms together and closed his eyes as he often did while speaking profundities."Were you going to fire yours?" A couple of the others tittered into the backs of their hands,
David rolls 30 to hit Loca. Skulls him with a drop-forged wrench.
Circle stays together, Matt farts
Matt chooses 17
the circling wolves, chains.
Light tap on head and crumble.
Sweet release.
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