Rolled 3, 2, 3 = 8 (3d3)
>>6066924HP: 5/5 (E size, D stamina) || Amandla 4U / 6
[ Sze: E || Str: G || Sta: D || Spd: D || Spc: F ]
Element: Umhlaba (Earth)
Archetype: Umrhaji (Scavenger)
Milestones: [Scrounger],
Finally after what feels like an eternity, the great dance reaches its end. With a final
thumping of feet and clapping of the hands, a thunderous bolt of black lighting blinds strikes down from the heavens. It dissipates the black clouds above, blinding all but Thalroksin, the wanderer of the forgotten forests.
The lightning bolt only so much as grazes his skull but he feels the pulse of new life and invigoration swirl and swell into his soul...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ETexCJATSe0As the clouds break, he feels the soft pitter-patter of rain the face of his skull. It awakens him from his stupor and now he feels a change in the very air itself. A shifting. An alteration. A new scent has been carried on the air...
A new wind blows on the direction of the horizon of the now rising sun.
And it is **FURIOUS**
Thalroksin understands the intent. The world itself demands blood for the gift that was bestowed upon him. A fair exchange. Something given, something taken. This is the truth that he has long known—nothing is given freely in this world. His existence is no exception. Perhaps he is starting to become more like his old self again finally.
He sees a city on the horizon, he knows what must be done.
Payment for services rendered.
>Action 1: Move to E25>Action 2: Attack city on E25>Action 3: Attack City on E25 