You will never do anything in this world without courage.
Everything seemed to happen in slow motion. Everest took off, the cloud wyrm screeching and flitting about, and the ring falling - falling - falling. Zavien's mouth came open in a silent cry of desperation as it tumbled towards the smelling excrement of the fountain.
Not spotting anything to cover the barrel of slorp, Zavien used the only thing he could think of. Himself. He dove with no amount of visible or perceived grace, over the barrel, covering the opening with his stomach and jostling the contents enough to soak his shirt. As the liquid seeped into the cloth, Zavien closed his eyes in resignation. The sensation was enough to distract him from the 'donk' of the ring against his back as it bounced away.
(1d2 = 1) Zavien covers the barrel in time!
Not spotting anything to cover the barrel of slorp, Zavien used the only thing he could think of. Himself. He dove with no amount of visible or perceived grace, over the barrel, covering the opening with his stomach and jostling the contents enough to soak his shirt. As the liquid seeped into the cloth, Zavien closed his eyes in resignation. The sensation was enough to distract him from the 'donk' of the ring against his back as it bounced away.
(1d2 = 1) Zavien covers the barrel in time!
Zavien
It is the greatest quality of mind next to honor.
