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Wow_me_2 rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 13 (1-20)
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 Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 4:34 pm
[color=cyan]Kokoa smiled as she went though more signs. [i]"This is going great."[/i]She thought as she continued.[/color]Quote: Hand SealsNow the fun begins. Scrolls were placed in front of you and inside are illustrations. Knock them out one by one so you'll be one step closer to being a ninja. Formula: 13 + 1 DC: 13 + 1 3/5
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Wow_me_2 rolled 1 20-sided dice:
20
Total: 20 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 4:39 pm
Kokoa was already done. It took less time then she thought it would. She now knew all the hand seals and was ready to move on in the class. She looked around to see what all the other kids were doing. Quote: Hand SealsNow the fun begins. Scrolls were placed in front of you and inside are illustrations. Knock them out one by one so you'll be one step closer to being a ninja. Formula: 20 + 1 DC: 10 + 1 5/5
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The Winged Guardian rolled 2 20-sided dice:
16, 3
Total: 19 (2-40)
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 4:46 pm
 Tenko smiled as he followed the cocky student out. 'It can't be that bad. I mean... It's only Push-ups...' He knelt onto the ground and looked around. He shrugged as he started on his hands and knees and shifted his weight to his feet and hands. He lowered himself and held it just above the ground and smiled. This didn't seem that hard. He smiled and he pushed himself up. Well that was one. He smiled even bigger. 'Simple.'
He smelled the air and smiled a faint smile. If it all went like this it'd be easy for him. He lowered himself and held it. As he slowly began to push up his arms shook under his weight. Unable to hold him up he fell face first into the dirt. He picked his head up off the ground and coughed out dirt from his mouth. He sneezed from all the dirt the he coughed up that hung in the air. He took another breath and sneezed once more. 'Maybe I am getting sick.'
Quote: Push-ups Formula: 16,3+(-1)= 15,2 DC: 10 + (-1)=9 1/10
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 4:53 pm
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The Winged Guardian rolled 4 20-sided dice:
11, 14, 13, 5
Total: 43 (4-80)
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 5:07 pm
Tenko shook his head and hoped the sneezing fit was over. He slowly got back up on his hands and knees and nods. 'Ready!' He shifted his weight to his toes and held himself up. When he felt comfortable he lowered himself down and held it just above the ground and counted to ten. 'One... Two... Three... Four... Five... Six... Seven... Eight...N-nine... T-T-Ten!' He panted as he forced himself up. He quickly shoved his knees underneath him to hold himself up.
He smiled. 'Two down and only eight more... This can't be that hard.' He shifted his weight once more and held himself up. He looked around and lowered himself down. He held just above the ground and smiled. He had started to get the hang of it. He began to count. 'One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten.' He smiled as he pushed himself up nearly panting. He smiled once more as he shifted his weight onto his knees that he pressed into the ground.
His breath had started to get heavier and heavier as the pace became faster and faster. He pushed himself back up onto his knees in a kneeling position. He lifted his hand and wiped the sweat from his brow. He started to feel a tingle in his arms. He smiled sadly as he put himself back down onto the ground and shifted his weight back to the balls of his toes and the palms of his hands. He lowered himself and counted to ten as usual. 'One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten! He quickly pushed himself up and went to the kneeling position.
He looked around and shook his head. Was he the only one out there from his class? He noticed that the guy with the cocky attitude was gone. 'Is he done already? Hmmm... I guess he's pretty good...Darn. I hate saying that.' He went back onto his hands and knees then shifted to the balls of his toes from his knees. He went down and held it. 'One. Two. Three. Four. F-F-Five. Gah!' His arms gave way under his weight as he fell into the ground once more. He rolled over onto his back as to not breath in any of the dust that began to permeate the air around him.
-2(both fails) 7/9HP Quote: Push-ups Formula: 11,14,13,5+(-1)= 10,13,12,4 (P,P,P,F) DC: 10 + (-1)=9 4/10
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 5:11 pm
Keon Kamori Wow_me_2 Yes Kokoa was finnaly done. It had taken her the longest but she felt good about the end result. She made good notes that would be easy to come back later and look over again. She didnt know if they would have a test on this or not but now she would be ready. She looked over her notes quickly and smiled. She was finally done, after all that hard work and effort. Finnaly.Quote: Note takingUh oh. Mokujin has gotten into "teaching mode" and expects students to write down what he says. Better get started! Formula:20 + 0 = 20 DC: 10 + 0 = 10 6/5 You actually have more along the lines of 10/5 checks passed. If I counted right. what?! ugh... i must have done it completely wrong...
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yomino666 rolled 10 20-sided dice:
17, 7, 17, 11, 12, 8, 12, 11, 11, 14
Total: 120 (10-200)
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 6:25 pm
TABTABMizu was quick to do his push ups right after ziggy had finished up his. He was determined, his body moved in a fluid motion. He synched up his pushups to his heart and made the entire exercise easier. He created an infinite combo to his pushups, his style barely matched his his pace and determination. His face grew into a smile as he worked out.
TABTABThinking he was unstoppable Mizu increased his own pace of pushups. With his increase to speed though his right arm slipped out from under him. His body took a small tumble nothing that would cause damage to him and only fueled his desire even more. This type of physical activity was something he needed in class to push him further and take his mind off of the studying.
TABTABRising back up from the fall Mizu gets right back into the pushup position and continues where he left off. This time he changed up from moving faster into keeping a steady beat and change the pushup count. Instead of just going straight down and up he went down held himself above the ground for 5 seconds then raise. Changing up the tempo made the push up harder giving off a better challenge.
TABTABMizu's body was starting to cave in on the workout leaving little bits of pain as he made the adjustments, Soon his muscles were straining causing a sharp minute pain with each pushup. Hmph no pain no gain right? This is nothing and I got this. The pain caused his smile to turn in to a smirk and figured it was time to change up his push up.
TABTABHis hands curled up like an armadillo, resembling the ball shaped form as he turned his pushups into knuckle pushups. The acute pains traveled into his hands but the pain made his strive for more. Though he took a few brakes in between each pushup he tried to keep the tempo
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The Winged Guardian rolled 6 20-sided dice:
14, 4, 6, 3, 4, 12
Total: 43 (6-120)
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 7:53 pm
Tenko wiped his face off and then the rest of himself. This was a dirty thing. He was exhausting work. He brushed off the dirt in his hair and hoped none of the girls saw. He went back to his hands and knees and shifted his weight once more. He lowered himself and held it for ten seconds. 'I-I'm pushing my limits... I don't think I can go on much longer.... But I have to at least try.' He pushed himself up but just barely. His arms quaked as he held himself up.
He went back to kneeling. More sweat rested on his brow. He wiped his forehead and panted as he sat there. He was so exhausted he fell back onto his bottom and sat there. He slowly moved onto his hands and toes gruelingly. His body shook with effort to stay up. As he went down to do a push-up his arms gave and his face hit the ground hard. His nose started to bleed from the impact. 'Ah crud!' He thought to himself.
He took the back of his hand and pulled back the sleeve and wiped the blood onto the scarred hand. He pulled the sleeve back down to cover the scars and knelt down. He was at his limit and he knew it. He held himself up on his hands and knees but as he tried to shift his weight, he began to topple over himself to the side. His arms gave way again. He sighed as he tried to push himself up but fell once more. He slid his knee up towards his chest and shifted himself onto it. He felt weak.
Truth be told he was weak and he knew it. He was never good with physical stuff. 'I'm not good at this stuff... come to think about it I don't think I'm good at really anything... Crud.' He went onto his hands and knees in hope that he would be able to complete the next one, but to no avail. As he tried to lower himself down he looked around as he noticed other people had begun to come out. He made it to four before his arms gave way and sent him into the dirt once more. He rolled over and used the sleeve of his shirt to wipe his face and brush the dust out of his hair. He had dirt streaked all in front of him on his shirt and face.
He coughed and sent a small dust cloud from himself up into the air. He slowly pushed himself up into a sitting position and looked around. 'I should have chosen some grass or something if I knew I was going to be falling this much.' He felt sore all over. He started to have cuts on his face from the falls. He was sure there was blood somewhere that had shown. He rolled over and held himself up. It took almost all his energy to do just that. He slowly began to rise up as he fell face first into the dirt once more. He was sure the dirt had to have started to mix in with the blood now.
He shook his head. There was no way he was going to give up that easily. He forced himself up into the starting position once more and began. He slowly lowered himself and held for ten seconds. He swayed on the verge of falling over but didn't he focused and pushed off the ground and rolled off the dirt and landed onto some soft plush grass. The mist dampened his clothes at it soaked in. The mist felt nice to have pressed against his cuts. It felt as if they had begun to lightly clean the cuts. He was truly thankful to live in a misty village. Thought hide and go seek was on a totally different level than normal.
-4 hp 3/9HP Quote: Push-ups Formula: 14, 4, 6, 3, 4, 12+(-1)= 13,3,5,2,3,11 (P,F,F,F,F,P) DC: 10 + (-1)=9 6/10
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 11:39 pm
Haruna raised her hand to grab the teacher's attention. "I'm done." She said to the teacher in a clear voice. "I would like to be excused to the outside for physical exercise." Before waiting for an answer from the teacher she moved out from her chair and towards the front of the class room, and the door.
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2011 3:20 pm
Kokoa watched as the girl Haruna left the room. Kokoa almost didnt want to ask but she knew she had to. "Sir," she said to the teacher, "I'm also done. Should i go outside and do some physical exercise to?" Kokoa hoped he would say no. She hated exercise. Kokoa wasnt strong at all. She would rather do some more dreaded notes. But if she was ever going to be a ninja she would need some strength. So yes it would probably be good to get use to exercise now. Get fit so later when she needed strength, she would have it.
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2011 3:29 pm
Mokujin looked over at the door of the classroom and started thinking about what to give the finished students for extra credit. It then hit him, these students will need to work on building up their stamina in order to become successful ninja. The puppet glanced back over to Haruna and grinned. "Methinks you and te other students should work on building your endurance. So for tis assignment, you are to run from te wall of te school all te way to te end of te training ground and ten back to te wall. Tell te other students what to do, got it?"Quote: Endurance Formula: 1d20 + CON DC: 10 + CON 10/10 Special: Running from the wall to the end of the grounds counts as 1, running from the edge of the ground to the wall counts as another 1. Do that over and over until 10 successes are made.
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Wow_me_2 rolled 1 20-sided dice:
15
Total: 15 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2011 3:53 pm
Kokoa shruged, at least it wasnt push-ups. She got up from her seat and walked out the classroom. Kokoa started running from there. She ran all the way to wall. When she reached it she slapped the wall, quietly said "one" and kept on running. She would be half way done in a matter of seconds at this rate. She smiled felling great as the wind rushed though her hair. Quote: Endurance Formula: 15 + -1= 14 DC: 10 + -1= 9 1/10 Special: Running from the wall to the end of the grounds counts as 1, running from the edge of the ground to the wall counts as another 1. Do that over and over until 10 successes are made.
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Demon Detective Neuro rolled 10 20-sided dice:
18, 7, 13, 13, 13, 9, 1, 20, 5, 17
Total: 116 (10-200)
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2011 4:34 pm
Well, Ziggy thought, I technically got my wish. He shrugged at the strange coincidences the universe was ruled by. He noticed his classmates quite a bit behind him, such was his luck, he had an incredible ability to excel far more than anyone else in his circle of friends, such was the level of his utter genius. Perhaps one day he could become the ruler of the village... probably not though. Governing a village wasn't his style, and he would never get used to the disgustingly boring way that politics tended to work out between villages.
He decided, because he was so far ahead of his classmates, he had a little bit of time to goof around. So, for a short while he contemplated the finiteness of his life in comparison to the universe, and how classic good looks had no comparison to the edginess he brought to the table in the handsomeness department. He continued to ponder such things for a while, waiting until at least the first one of the other students finished their hand signs exercises and moved onto push-ups.
He decided that such patience was too hare like, and went to the field. He looked at the ground, another case where some grounds-keeping was most definitely required. So he returned to the academy, gathered water, and took to watering the area. He finished soon enough, and decided to continue his work by trimming the grass, so using his almost painfully sharp nails, he made his way around the field, and trimmed it into shape. He was quite pleased with its results, and decided to clean up the blades of grass as well, so he took some time to gather them, and put them in a large back for conversion to some sort of mulch, he had no real talent for gardening, so didn't really care what happened as far as the blades were concerned, though he was quite sure they could be used for something or another.
Having successfully finished his rousing work of getting the area up to snuff, he decided on a battle plan for running. Running was nothing his clan happened to not excel in regardless of circumstance, unlike strength and chakra. He decided he was just going to run as fast as possible and for as long as possible, possibly applying his patented automatic method of doing it, which would definitely make the task more enjoyable, or at least more interesting. He decided however, that if he was going to do it again, he would need a new scenario to use in his mind, reserving the battle against the walls for strength training.
He ran through a few short stories, a western perhaps? No, that would be more useful for any dexterity training he did. Perhaps he should imagine a battle against a titan? The titan easily expressed constitution, and his defeat of it would make his mind's body callused, more powerful, so while his strength was a ninja fantasy involving walls in order to get to a city, so it was decided that in constitution based scenarios, Ziggy would don the role of the proverbial David, and fight his Goliath. So he sat, imagining the scenario in order to gear it up for usage during the training.
So he got up with a leap, almost all stomach, his arms still quite exhausted, and began to run, as fast as possible on the long track before him, getting in a few short laps before switching to autopilot, which, he could not wait to do. While he was aware, he noticed two things he did not like about running consciously, one, it made him sweaty, much more that push-ups, and secondly, it made him pant, and panting was something a dog did, not a god like himself. So after completing a few preliminary laps, he decided it was time to switch off his conscious senses, and allow himself some imagery to push his body beyond what his physical body could do.
So his sweat riddled body made its way down the course while his mind began its epic battle. He opened his eyes, an exceptionally beautiful world, quite ruined, a sort of combination of nature and architecture that Ziggy instantly appreciated, surprising as it was his own mind. He looked around the stone and moss covered ground, the giant was nowhere to be seen. It was then, he felt his body jut upward, as if standing on ground that was falling beneath him, he fell again, and realized that quite obviously, the giant doth approach.
He felt around his new body, a blade, and a bow and arrows, that was all he had, not a spear or anything. He knew David supposedly took down Goliath with nothing but a slingshot, but who really bought that nonsense? A slingshot couldn't inflict damage on a real giant. Not unless it was nothing but a really tall man. He looked around, he knew his imagination could not let him down with an enemy that weak, and he was pleasantly surprised by his imagination's ability to conjure quite a terrifying beast as the vibrations stopped, and he heard the roar of a beast behind him.
He turned to see something truly terrifying, and of course gratifying in a sense, seeing as he had created it spur of the moment, unless it was some sort of culmination of the ultimate figure of fear in his mind, meaning this exercise would actually end in him conquering an unknown and unnamed fear. The beast itself was several hundred feet tall, and covered in dark fur, its teeth jagged and rotten, the smell that permeated from his was awful. It had two large horns, perhaps a minotaur of some sort. Its eyes were the truly terrifying part, small white eyes, so bright that they seemed to be coming from pure darkness, it snarled angrily, and began a slow approach, probably having something to do with the square cube law, curse his fundamental knowledge of physics!
He moved forward, and found himself awkwardly slow, well, slow for a ninja anyways. He moved close to the beast to be greeted with a sudden smash downwards at the ground, he jumped, and found that his ability to do so was also weakened in this fantasy, and the fist landed behind him to the welcome ground, which shattered sending a rather large piece to smack him in the back of the head. He stumbled onto the ground face first, while his physical body reflected the same motion, stumbling blindly as if it tripped on a rock. He decided, that a straight forward strategy to fight the giant, was not going to work, so using his position he sprinted as fast as possible from its range.
He drew the bow and arrow, and shot several times at the beast, it groaned, as the arrows embed themselves in its flesh, however, it did not seem to be taking much damage, and quickly swatted its fist down at Ziggy, however, this time, he was ready, and managed to roll out of the way, while the beast began its slow withdrawal, however Ziggy was not going to let it simply back away after all the trouble he had with it so far, drawing his sword, he ran directly into the beasts palm, impaling it.
The reaction was instant, the giant jerked its hand up, along with Ziggy, and he soon found himself in the air, hanging by his blade. His real body resembled this, tired and wildly flailing with each step as it grew more tired, luckily, Ziggy was not aware of this, or he would've stopped his conquest against the giant. The giant settled, and Ziggy pulled out his blade, leaping up its arm as its dark blood dripped from its now damaged hand, he began his climb, hoping to get unnoticed to the top of the giant. Meanwhile, his body simply ran along, now at a pitiful pace, attempting to complete another lap.
Quote: Endurance Formula: 1d20 + CON DC: 10 + CON 7/10 Special: Running from the wall to the end of the grounds counts as 1, running from the edge of the ground to the wall counts as another 1. Do that over and over until 10 successes are made.
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Demon Detective Neuro rolled 3 20-sided dice:
17, 12, 9
Total: 38 (3-60)
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2011 5:39 pm
He managed to climb undisturbed up the giant's massive arm, but when he came to the shoulder, he saw the beasts second hand coming down upon him, he had two ways to face this giant obstacle, either jump out of the way, or be a clever b*****d, and shoot some arrows into another part of the giant's body to confuse it. He decided on the latter, and quickly drawing his bow and arrow, shot a few quick arrows into the beasts lower stomach, instantly changing the trajectory of the beasts massive hand, and allowing him time to escape to a place the giant would be unable to reach him; the giant's back.
He was safe here, and decided on the first of his major assaults, after all, the beast was getting wary, and the back was only a safe point as long as the giant did not have somehow reach the conclusion that falling onto its back would instantly kill him, he would need a different plan to get to the head, but you take what you can get, and Ziggy saw a massive opportunity for damage in this exact moment. He drew his sword, and stabbed it deep into the center of the beasts back, then using his strength and gravity, he let his blade cut down through its back, slowing his descent enough for him to be able to escape onto the ground with little damage to his legs.
He landed and quickly ran, the beast was screaming loudly and cruelly, as if it had just been stabbed in the heart, the blood flowing from its back joining a pool beneath its feet. It looked for Ziggy, and saw nothing, well, not nothing, but he didn't notice Ziggy, who had ran behind a building in order to wait for another counterattack opportunity, sadly, he was a bit foolish, and was simply setting himself up for failure, purely because the monster couldn't possibly lose him, he was dripping in its dark blood, and a trail on the ground was leading right too him.
He did not see, or expect the fist that came down upon the building he was hiding behind, luckily, the beast had decided to go for the surprise attack, and had not known exactly where Ziggy was so he could crush him, instead, it simply sent him flying and onto the ground like a ragdoll, skipping while he floated down. He felt himself cough some blood. This was bad, he could tell, possibly broken ribs, or at least, his mental body had broken ribs, and it couldn't move, and the giant was coming towards him again.
Meanwhile in real life, Ziggy's body had actually flown wildly, not at his own behest, but because of another violent trip, caused by a muscle spasm, he skid across the ground, eating dirt, and finding himself, with both legs and arms exhausted, unable to get back up. So both his physical and mental bodies lay on the ground for a bit, if he was in his physical body, he would be glad that his shirt had not ripped, and the chains had not killed him accidentally, however that would lead to the realization that fashion usually has no place on the battlefield.
He lay there for a while, if he had not been in lala land at the moment, he would probably give up, but because of the utter realism of his own brilliant imagination, he knew he had to get up, and somehow stop the giant from killing him, this started in a crawl, which became more and more effective as time passed, his body slowly gaining speed, and his physical body slowly approaching the end of the final lap he had fallen so violently on.
Quote: Endurance Formula: 1d20 + CON DC: 10 + CON 9/10 Special: Running from the wall to the end of the grounds counts as 1, running from the edge of the ground to the wall counts as another 1. Do that over and over until 10 successes are made.
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Demon Detective Neuro rolled 1 20-sided dice:
14
Total: 14 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2011 6:02 pm
A fair distance away was all he needed, then enough time to climb, and enough time to aim, and another lure, and a giant secret wealth of energy he would have to be hiding. Luckily, and in sequence, these things all happened for Ziggy, and quite unluckily for the stumbling giant as it approached him, as he stood at face to face with the beast. He shot a few arrows, and prepared for the final assault against the giant, while his physical body got into a position for a final burst to the finish line.
He took a breath, and the arm came crashing down, he jumped up, dodging the shrapnel quite efficiently, then proceeded to run, at maximum speed, across the beast's massive arm, with his aim focused directly on the head of the beast, its white eyes widened as it noticed the plan. It tried to retract its arm and stop him, but damn that square cube law, he couldn't move in time. Ziggy's blade pierced the monster dead between the eyes, and the simple force which it did was able to knock the monster quite furiously down onto its back, him riding the downfall in order to avoid an untimely falling death, he landed with the combination of a splat and crash, his sword embedding itself fully into the beasts head, while his hands automatically let go of the blade, and let him tumble slightly upon reaching the ground. He closed his eyes and awoke, covered in dirt and sweat, at the end of his final lap.
His real body simply had launched itself at full speed and jump to complete the lap, landing in a childlike fall which caused him to tumble quite carelessly over the ground. Panting and sweating, he began his crawl again, aiming this time for the bathroom, for the second time today, he was going to have to clean himself and his clothes, though only a little bit. He lay exhausted, and half naked in the bathroom for a while, waiting for his clothes and his hair to dry, he decided, when his clothes dried not to wait on his hair, and made his way back to the classroom.
He barged back in, now almost visibly shaking from the incredible amount of energy he had exerted on his legs and arms. "Sensei!" he began, his voice still coming through as if his body weren't extremely sore in all the wrong places, "What's next!?" He asked, his mind screaming for something non physical, or at least, only barely physical, like dexterity training, or reading a book. That was how exhausted he was, turning a page was now physical exercise to him.
Quote: Endurance Formula: 1d20 + CON DC: 10 + CON 10/10 Special: Running from the wall to the end of the grounds counts as 1, running from the edge of the ground to the wall counts as another 1. Do that over and over until 10 successes are made.
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