Rolled 30, 11 = 41 (2d100)
>>5966046The dog man comes close, his gob didn't even finish pronouncing the first sentence before you hit him. The strike was so hard, so abusive, that the sheath of your sword came off slightly, with a fooled glance you see the shine of its hidden blade born from the handle forward.
>No roll = 0, attacked with the stealth on, the dog man felt the fury."What the fuck, shit clown?
-<span class="mu-s">The dog man felt the fury and pushed you-
eh?! EH?! what the fuck was that?!
-Another step forward-
-Another step forward-
Out. EH!? OUT!
god damn-"
The hairless hand moved with all the balls in the world towards your mouth, a delicious, sonorous and hefty slap insulted you beyond remedy
"Eh?!" the dog barked. "Whats that??"
>Dice roll 1: The dog man grabs your sword with one hand, 40> he slaps your steath 50> = success, 90> or= he grabs it and hits you repeatedly with it>Dice roll 2: With the fury the dog punches your gob (one punch every 20 roll, max 5 punches in 100 roll)The parrot flies off your shoulder, smelling your ass getting wiped with the floor soon.</span>
