Gorosk's last attack before he lost consciousness had seemed to him to be a solid well structured strike but he had overestimated himself and underestimated the danger of the rat.  Blood loss, pain, exhaustion, whatever it was his last blow had missed and in it's execution he had once more departed from the waking world.  This time not to his monastery and his waiting teachers.  He had been greeted instead by a cold dark nothingness and intermittent indistinct distant echoes.  Time meant little there.  It didn't seem like an instant that he was out, nor did it seem like an eternity.  A cool liquid sensation brought him back.

The potion had brought him back and coated his mouth, a strange sensation as his body knit itself together and the bleeding stopped.  He sat up slowly and struggled to gather his thoughts.  A miracle, not of Aeirdun or his own doing, but he was alive again.  Gorosk became more aware still of the companions surrounding him and gladly took the hand of Beaumont, rising on unsteady feet with his help.  The rats were dead, there seemed to be only the final chamber.  He followed them, becoming more stable in his footing as they moved on, and readied himself for what would hopefully be the final encounter.

It didn't take long after they entered that final chamber for the rat to attack.  Backed in to a corner it had raged about momentarily before throwing itself bodily into de Brey after narrowly dodging a javelin from Vah'Lux and being skinned by one of Tracan's arrows.  Seeing a small opening and eager to get this entire cursed "redemption" campaign finished Gorosk skirted off to the side of the cornered beast and swung down upon it repeatedly.


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Attack Roll 1 [color=39b54a]20[/color]
https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/19431
Damage Roll 1 [color=39b54a]6[/color]
https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/19432

Attack Roll 2 [color=39b54a]21[/color]
https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/19433
Damage Roll 2 [color=39b54a]3[/color]
https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/19434
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