[CENTER][h1][color=brown]Brutrumukk[/color][/h1][/CENTER]

When Brutrumukk awoke in the iron cage, all he could remember of his time at Brigands Tollway was a burning pain beneath his foot. [color=brown]"I suppose we deserved that."[/color] Brutrumukk said as he took in his surroundings. [color=brown]"We just went traipsin' into their turf. No plan. No stealth. No surprise they got us so easily... Ah well. Live an' learn.[/color] [color=ed1c24][u][i][b]Time to go."[/b][/i][/u][/color] With that said, Brutrumukk stood up, seized the iron bars in front of him, and spent the next twelve seconds trying to pull them apart as best he could.

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[u]Turn One[/u]
Bonus Action: Brutrumukk enters a rage.
Action: Brutrumukk attempts to bend the bars. He rolls a [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/25159]6[/url] and a [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/25160]6[/url].

[u]Turn Two[/u]
Action: Brutrumukk attempts to bend the bars. He rolls a [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/25162]17[/url] and a [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/25163]19[/url].
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