"Hold this fella steady, and I’ll put him down!" Dirt says, chewing his words as he steps into the things space; trusting to the boys to hold him good.
He gets up close, and fires both pistols into the thing, hoping the reverend is right in matters of chemistry.
Rolls
Shooting - (1d8, 1d6, RA)
1d8 : (1) = 1
1d6 : (2) = 2
Shooting - (1d8, 1d6, RA)
1d8 : (6) = 6
1d6 : (3) = 3
Damage 1 - (2d6, RA)
(45) = 9
Damage 2 - (2d6, RA)
(635) = 14