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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Strider_Koln" data-source="post: 4590408" data-attributes="member: 78265">Koln snarls, trying to heal himself up. (Using 1 blood point) He grins, feeling better as his wounds close. "You call that punishment? When I was in Rome that would barely count as penance!" With that, Koln takes the net, trying again to open it. (Better frickin work this time...) 1d20+4 → [14,4] = (18) <a href="http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1857796/" target="_blank">Roll Lookup</a>  --If the net is opened--Koln scrambles off to the other side of the dark room to where there's a loose pipe, sitting against the wall. The item has about the same size and thickness of a baseball bat... for a moment though, Koln's sanity flickers, and in that second he is holding a shining broadsword, and is about to face a fearsome black knight and his feral imps in the heart of an overgrown and forgotten dungeon. It only lasts a moment, Koln once again finding himself holding a dirty pipe about to fight some vampiric hobo and his pet rats in the middle of a sewer. That's it..."Look, I can give you some change if you give me some information... I must have at least 90 cents in my pocket, much more in my wallet, plenty of quarters, hm, interested?"</blockquote>