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Message: <blockquote data-quote="InVinoVeritas" data-source="post: 3297231" data-attributes="member: 41485">Fr. BermanHastily, Fr. Berman gets out the dragon powder. Uncork the powder, pour in a measured amount, insert the bullet--where is the bullet?The beaked figure, saying nothing, flaps his arms and skitters along like a broken kite, coming closer, closer...Two hands, Fr. Berman thinks, I only have two hands. Cork the powder horn, let it drop, fish out the bullet from the pouch--why is this taking so long??The man's head bobs in a birdlike fashion. His cloak covers him completely, making him look like some kind of grey, misshapen sheet.Drop the bullet in the pistol--there!BANG!!!Close range, the shot is a sure thing. It hits, and a bloody spot appears in one of the beaked man's arms. That was a good shot, very strong.Yet he does not drop, finishes closing, and pecks the priest forcefully in the chest.Through the pain, Fr. Berman sees the man's eyes. They are driven, and seem at peace, despite the tear that comes out of the mask's eye socket.[sblock=ooc]Take 5 points of damage.[/sblock]</blockquote>