>>5712102>>5712105>>5712128>Rolled 13 (1d20)You attempt to worm your way free of the swords' path--and while you're flexible enough to swing your hide out of the way of the frost sword's fall, which clatters to the ground at your hooves, you're not so lucky with the fire sword. The blade twirls in the air in a fiery ring before it plunks right into your side.
You'd curse in pain had you the vocal cords to enunciate it. You instead wince back into the wall. You smell pork.
>Turn back into a human. Will that get it out? Probably, right?>Panic!>Try to hold still. Get your party to rip it free. [Roll a 1d20.]>[Write-In.] 