>>6116874>>6115494Ser Stalwart, Reikan Knight (Self-Proclaimed), your stout armor is locked in the air to your musket and you have had to squirrel out of most of the regalia. You still have your breast-plate on, but the heavy arm guards and shin guards took some doing. But at least now you are free.
From behind you, you hear noise, and death, and horror, and as you turn around, you see the charnel field that has become of the Company.
You may assist and help Wicklighter, Markhan, the Resolute Crows, the Stern Ravens and the shaking, hollow-eyed Sustained Spears and all the rest in trying to stay alive for precious more seconds.
You still have your shield and your short-sword and your breastplate and you are a knight.
As per
>>6116874 you may pick some action.
No matter what you do, you have had second-hand exposure to a truly enormous amount of Wracking, and it is only because it was tinged with good fortune that you are not instantly dead like so many others.
As you do *something* to assist in this awful debacle of a situation, do something else as well.
Pick and Test:
Health, to channel the awry Wrack into your body
Will, to channel the awry Wrack into your inner self
Focus, to bend the awry Wrack to your unerring sense of determination
Or Stamina, to whether the enormous wracking change and remain, at the end, yourself.
That's a 3d6 test against that choice, and then perhaps something else to assist with the present situation as described above.
