The big lunk in tow had been paralyzed with awe at the sight of the vault. The sight of bloody corpses snaps him out of his reverie. Murmuring a prayer to Atom, he steps forward.
"No one here is blessed with the sacred knowledge of the tinker. The guardians of the vault are testing us. Trust your instincts, have faith the Great Divider! I will cross first."
With everyone out of the way, Samson prepares to cross the laser tripwire.
OOC: Pic in next post when I get that figured out.
-1AP for +1d20. Agility 7 + Athletics 3 (tagged, successes auto-crit)
