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[stupid 8 dexterity mod, I know what you're planning on building your character like, seems good]

With every step he took down the stairs it seemed like the box was getting heavier, like the wieght was curshing him. He began to take another step when he fell down the stairs again. Much like the time before he didn't feel like standing back up. In his condition it would be pointless, he would just fall again and get hurt even more.

For the time being it looked like Uzuki would just have to sit on the stairs and rest. "And I thought this would be easy. How wrong I was?" He felt uncomfortable in his current position so he adjusted a little in to something alot more comfortable and would let him rest more easily. Of course there wouldn't be too many comfortable ways to sit, he was on the stairs after all. He pulled out the same cloth from before and wiped it across his forehead, He had just noticed how much we was sweating.

He lifted one of his arms to see how bad he smelled. He would definitely need a shower later, but that wasn't important right now. He still needed to hurry and move these boxes. He slowly stood back up and took a few stepps down to where the box was. This was getting annoying, spending so much time moving one box. He wanted to move on to his real training, even though the box moving seemed to be a good workout.

1d20: d20 + str mod
DC 8 (to lift box)
2d20: d20 + Balance
DC 10 (to make way down stairs successfully)
4/10
Hp: 2-1+2=3

[This is getting annoying]

Uzuki easily picked uo the box and began going down the stairs, but as usual he lost his balance along the way, sending him and the box crashing down and leaving him in excruciating pain. This time he hit the back of his head on one of the steps. He stood back up holding his head, he could feel something in his hands but what was it? He moved his hand in fron of his face and saw a bit of blood on there.

Pulling out the same clot from before-which was pretty dirty by now-he wiped some of the blood from his head. Uzuki was happy that he never had to do chores like these back home, but then again back home his dad would probably force him to train 24/7. Uzuki didn't have many problems with the training part, but his father was usually pretty hard on him.

1d20: d20 + str mod
DC 8 (to lift box)
2d20: d20 + Balance
DC 10 (to make way down stairs successfully)
4/10
Hp: 3

[the dice is out to get me]

Uzuki looked around the room, there were still quite a few boxes left so he chose the one he thought would be easiest to take down. He picked it up and carried it with one hand, it was fairly light compared to some of the other boxes he took down the stairs. It was also alot smaller which meant he could get down the stairs easier and lower the chances of him falling again. He ran out of the house and easily made it down the stairs, he placed the box on top of one of the other he had already taken down.

1d20: d20 + str mod
DC 8 (to lift box)
2d20: d20 + Balance
DC 10 (to make way down stairs successfully)
6/10
Hp: 3

Uzuki picked up the box pretty easy and began making his way down the stairs. He started losing balance again but quickly regained it. Then he suddenly tripped over something on the stair and was sent crashing down to the ground. He wanted to get up and finish carrying the box, he wanted to finish doing the chores, he wanted to get stroger, and he wanted to gt something to eat.

He could hear his stomach growl, he hadn't eaten anything all day and it seemed to be finally getting to him. He tried to ignore it and get on with the chore. He was still of course wondering what was in the box and was tempted to look inside, but he knew better. Besides sensei would probably kill him if he found out. He got up and picked up the box again, he was only about halfway down th stairs right now, he needed to pick up the pace.

1d20: d20 + str mod
DC 8 (to lift box)
2d20: d20 + Balance
DC 10 (to make way down stairs successfully)
6/10
Hp: 3

[Aww, all right! I'll cut it down to 6/6 then for the box training.]

Roll=5-1=4 ((Fail))
HP=9/10-1=8/10

Jericho whipped the blood off of his hand and began cutting the bamboo shoots but soon saw a fish skeleton fly at him. He jumped since he was not expecting this but as he did this, the knife slipped and cut his finger. “Ouch!” He yelped as he made his way over to the sink. He turned it on and washed his cut out, after all everyone probably didn’t want his blood in their food. After the bleeding stopped Jericho made he way back to the counter.

1/5

Roll=10-1=9((Pass))
HP=8/10
Jericho returned to the bamboo shoots and continued cutting them up. “How did you get so good at this, honestly?” Jericho asked as he continued cutting the bamboo shoots. “You cut through that meat like it was nothing at all.” Jericho finished cutting up the bamboo shoots and put them in another bowl. “I think stir fry will be good along with the sushi don’t you?” He asked Vesimine

2/5

Roll=4-1=3((Fail))
HP=8/10-1=7/10
Jericho took the next vegetable he was supposed to cut up, the avocado. Yuck, these things are nasty, why would anyone eat these, it feels like eating mold or something. Jericho thought to himself as he began cutting the avocados. Stupid mushy avocado. He thought, he wasn’t really paying attention as he once a gain cut his finger. “Ouch! Now I hate avocados even more.” He said with a smile as he went back to the sink to wash out his cut.

2/5

II: Chopping the vegetables and/or meat.
d20 + Dex mod
DC 8 (veggies), 12 (meat)
1/5
DC fail: Hp -1

Once his path was clear and his eyes no longer blocked by the box, the task was manageable. He was able to pinpoint the door and walk through without a hitch. After crossing through the door Shin continued to walk down the stairs, constantly adjusting the box to keep it level. Bit by bit he was making progress down the stairs coming closer and closer to victory. After a few minutes he reached his destination and put down the package.