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You’ve had enough swimming for today, and you don’t want to go toe-to-toe with any more giants if you can help it.
Gotta save some for Rivka, after all!
Motioning your friends towards the <span class="mu-s">CREVASSE</span>, you stand guard as Pepper and Raj lead the way up the rock face!
The climb looks daunting from below, but Pepper’s experience climbing trees to take compromising photos of innocent people seems to have paid off–once the girl plots out a route in her head, she’s scuttling across the rocks like a red-haired spider with Raj following close behind!
Dude’s much more agile than he acts, that’s for sure!
Watching them go as the door next to you continues to quake from whatever’s pounding on the other side, you feel a calloused hand clap you on the shoulder!
“Get goin’. I’ll go last.”
You frown at Chuck’s offer. He doesn’t get to be selfless all the time because he’s <span class="mu-i">OLD</span>... he knows that, right?
The man shrugs his broad shoulders. “Don’t see ya’ climbin’ yet…”
For crying out loud… Clambering up the rocks using the same route Pepper and Raj followed, you nearly lose your grip when a corner of the door leading back upwards curls open like the corner of a can of anchovies revealing a pack of <span class="mu-s">SLASHERS!</span>
“GO!” Barks Chuck as he fires at them, “Before they follow ya!”
Like <span class="mu-i">HELL</span>, you snarl back! He’s got Libby waiting for him! Quit being a hero and climb, asshole!
The old man freezes in thought long enough for one of your pursuers to rush at him with a machete! Breaking out of his trance, Chuck busts out a judo throw and shoves the monster behind him!
Blasting a second one in the leg, the groundskeeper kicks the kneeling slasher aside as he shoots another in his obstructed face! A metallic ‘<span class="mu-i">PING</span>’ rings across the caverns as the bullet bounces off something metal–that explains the one eye, at least!
Though it doesn’t harm his target, it <span class="mu-i">does</span> give Chuck enough time to rush for the wall! Leaping onto it like a hat-wearing tree frog, the old man grunts as his face slams against the rock. Though he doesn’t fall to the roaring water in the spillway below, his grip doesn’t seem to be getting any tighter. One moment of weakness is all it takes: Losing his grasp on one handhold, your erstwhile rescuer and protector starts to slip down the side of the cliff!
>ROLL ME 1d100+3(+5 SPEED BONUS, +2 WRIST WHIP, -2 HUNGER RETURNING, -2 HEAVY GUY) TO HELP HIM! BEST OF 3-DON’T SCREW UP!
