Climb, that's all that mattered. The beast was so close, yet so far away. All he needed a bit of a push... Just a little... [i]More[/i] [color=a2d39c]"Raaaaaagh!"[/color] Activating his rage Orchid climbed up the wall as fast as he could, going from roughly 30 feet up to 60, reaching to top of the tower while doing so. The beast was still a great height above, but now if it wished to get closer then it'd have to face Orchid. Once he reached the top he turned to face the great monster, taking out his second harpoon and waited for the creature to approach.

Though rage cluttered his mind from complication or concern, he wanted to inspire the others with this moment. This moment where they could see that this mighty beast can bleed. That it can be killed. And most importantly, that [i]Orchid[/i] is capable of doing so. He knew their doubts and fears. Death was watching him closely and putting bets. The entire time he could see his life flash before his eyes every second this insane act was carried out. But regardless he was going to do this; he was going to kill this dragon. Even if it's the death of him.

[hider=Info/Rolls]
Health: 12/14
Armor Class: 14 (Orchid dropped his shield)
Rage: 0/2 
Status: [i]Raging[/i], waiting for the dragon to get into range.

Athletics (Climb) = [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/1760]10[/url]/[url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/1761]16[/url] with Rage advantage (An additional +2 was added to both rolls here because I keep forgetting to add my proficiency bonus to Athletics).
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