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Dan | AC 19 | CMB +7 | BAB +3 | Hit Points: 37/42 | Size: Medium | Speed: 30 ft |
Init: +4| Fort: +7 | Ref: +7 | Will: +3 | Grit: 4/4 | Luck: ?/?

The biker moved into the crouch but dragged his revolver with him instead of a shotgun. Too much wood to risk scatter of Dragon Breath from Sawed-Off, this was the last mundane shot from the revolver in this set. Still, even the next set of fires was less dangerous than shotty.

Dan noticed the shooter before he got on his feet and steadied his hand in a crouch all but ignoring his wounds and allowing blood to freely flow down his chest. He steadied his aim and gently pressed the trigger to avoid too much of a kick. "This one is for the dog you sick bastards." Then he stood up and without turning grunts to his savior "Thanks. I owe you one."

Dan | AC 19 | CMB +7 | BAB +3 | Hit Points: 37/42 | Size: Medium | Speed: 30 ft |
Init: +4| Fort: +7 | Ref: +7 | Will: +3 | Grit: 4/4 | Luck: ?/?

The biker moved into the crouch but dragged his revolver with him instead of a shotgun. Too much wood to risk scatter of Dragon Breath from Sawed-Off, this was the last mundane shot from the revolver in this set. Still, even the next set of fires was less dangerous than shotty.

Dan noticed the shooter before he got on his feet and steadied his hand in a crouch all but ignoring his wounds and allowing blood to freely flow down his chest. He steadied his aim and gently pressed the trigger to avoid too much of a kick. "This one is for the dog you sick bastards." Then he stood up and without turning grunts to his savior "Thanks. I owe you one."

Dan | AC 19 | CMB +7 | BAB +3 | Hit Points: 37/42 | Size: Medium | Speed: 30 ft |
Init: +4| Fort: +7 | Ref: +7 | Will: +3 | Grit: 4/4 | Luck: ?/?

The biker moved into the crouch but dragged his revolver with him instead of a shotgun. Too much wood to risk scatter of Dragon Breath from Sawed-Off, this was the last mundane shot from the revolver in this set. Still, even the next set of fires was less dangerous than shotty.

Dan noticed the shooter before he got on his feet and steadied his hand in a crouch all but ignoring his wounds and allowing blood to freely flow down his chest. He steadied his aim and gently pressed the trigger to avoid too much of a kick. "This one is for the dog you sick bastards." Then he stood up and without turning grunts to his savior "Thanks. I owe you one."

Dan | AC 19 | CMB +7 | BAB +3 | Hit Points: 37/42 | Size: Medium | Speed: 30 ft |
Init: +4| Fort: +7 | Ref: +7 | Will: +3 | Grit: 4/4 | Luck: ?/?

The biker moved into the crouch but dragged his revolver with him instead of a shotgun. Too much wood to risk scatter of Dragon Breath from Sawed-Off, this was the last mundane shot from the revolver in this set. Still, even the next set of fires was less dangerous than shotty.

Dan noticed the shooter before he got on his feet and steadied his hand in a crouch all but ignoring his wounds and allowing blood to freely flow down his chest. He steadied his aim and gently pressed the trigger to avoid too much of a kick. "This one is for the dog you sick bastards." Then he stood up and without turning grunts to his savior "Thanks. I owe you one."

Dan | AC 19 | CMB +7 | BAB +3 | Hit Points: 37/42 | Size: Medium | Speed: 30 ft |
Init: +4| Fort: +7 | Ref: +7 | Will: +3 | Grit: 4/4 | Luck: ?/?

The biker moved into the crouch but dragged his revolver with him instead of a shotgun. Too much wood to risk scatter of Dragon Breath from Sawed-Off, this was the last mundane shot from the revolver. Still, even the next set of fires was less dangerous than shotty.

Dan noticed the shooter before he got on his feet and steadied his hand in a crouch all but ignoring his wounds and allowing blood to freely flow down his chest. He steadied his aim and gently pressed the trigger to avoid too much of a kick. "This one is for the dog you sick bastards." Then he stood up and without turning grunts to his savior "Thanks. I owe you one."

Dan | AC 19 | CMB +7 | BAB +3 | Hit Points: 37/42 | Size: Medium | Speed: 30 ft |
Init: +4| Fort: +7 | Ref: +7 | Will: +3 | Grit: 4/4 | Luck: ?/?

The biker get back on his feet dragging his revolver with him, there was a lot of wood in the house and Sawed-Off had a Dragon Breath shell next. The revolver had one more mundane bullet before the first set of fire. Dan was not sure could a bullet punch through a wall so he did another peek-a-boo raising the revolver toward the empty frame and hoping the Purists that made this dog die needlessly poke his or her nose in a door frame, but keeping his eye on the other approaches too.

He all but ignores his wounds allowing blood to freely flow down his chest but without turning grunts to his saviour "Thanks. I owe you one."

Dan | AC 19 | CMB +7 | BAB +3 | Hit Points: 37/42 | Size: Medium | Speed: 30 ft |
Init: +4| Fort: +7 | Ref: +7 | Will: +3 | Grit: 4/4 | Luck: ?/?

The biker get back on his feet dragging his revolver with him, there was a lot of wood in the house and Sawed-Off had a Dragon Breath shell next. The revolver had one more mundane bullet before the first set of fire. Dan was not sure could a bullet punch through a wall so he did another peek-a-boo raising the revolver toward the empty frame and hoping the Purists that made this dog die needlessly poke his or her nose in a door frame.

He all but ignores his wounds allowing blood to freely flow down his chest but without turning grunts to his saviour "Thanks. I owe you one."

Dan | AC 19 | CMB +7 | BAB +3 | Hit Points: 37/42 | Size: Medium | Speed: 30 ft |
Init: +4| Fort: +7 | Ref: +7 | Will: +3 | Grit: 4/4 | Luck: ?/?

The biker get back on his feet dragging his revolver with him, there was a lot of wood in the house and Sawed-Off had a Dragon Breath shell next. The revolver had one more mundane bullet before the first set of fire. Dan was not sure could a bullet punch through a wall so he did another peek-a-boo raising the revolver toward the empty frame and hoping the Purists that made this dog die needlessly poke his or her nose in a door frame.

He all but ignores his wounds allowing blood to freely flow done his chest but without turning grunts to his saviour "Thanks. I owe you one."