Jun 30, 2016 1:59 am
"Don't run, and you may yet live, filth." Colten's cold voice pierced the darkness. The noble's rapier still waved rhythmically in the dark, its sheen catching the dim light here and there, moving closer and closer to the goblin's throat. "Tell me little goblin, where is our dwarven friend, Gundren?"
Rolls
Intimidate - (1d20+1)
(11) + 1 = 12