Adriaan curses himself for having a slow day as the plant tries to entangle him.  He manages to roll out of the way, but it's close.  Far too close.  Time to do something about that.  Adriaan loads his sling again.  "Let's try this again," he says under his breath.  "This time, no-"<br/><br/>He lets the bullet fly.  He prays to every god he can think of as he watches the projectile go, even trying to argue why it would benefit them immensely to let them guide the bullet true.  His breath holds... and it strikes!  More than that, it strikes as hard as it can.  A smile forms on Adriaan's face and he takes a quick look up at the heavens.  "Thank you, gods," he says.  "Round of those for the rest of the party, keep 'em coming!"<br/><br/>Reflex 14:m<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/681602">http://orokos.com/roll/681602</a>m<br/>Attack 21:m<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/681603">http://orokos.com/roll/681603</a>m<br/>Damage 4:m<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/681604">http://orokos.com/roll/681604</a>m