<strong>Name:</strong>Most Benevolent Tyrant Draken<strong>Passion:</strong>Anger<br/><strong>Defense:</strong>4(5) +3 vs Fire<strong>Skills:</strong>Strength(X) Intimidate(X) Endurance(X)<br/><strong>Wounds:</strong>3(3)<strong>Traits:</strong>1.(X) 2.(X) 3.( )<br/><strong>AP:</strong>7(10)[3]<strong>SP:</strong>1[6]<strong>CP:</strong>3(8)<strong>AT:</strong>1<br/><hr/><br/>Draken ignores the wave of small arms fire in favor of the only actual threat present. A slight lean is all that the 'so called' dragon's swing forces from the armored giant and his eyes, narrowed at the accusation of 'traitor', narrow farther at the sight of the soul forged blade.<br/><br/>Having taken the opportunity to rest in the face of the, laughably incompetent, 'attacks' of his foes Darken moves to the offensive. One massive foot rises into the air, hangs there for an glittering moment, then slams down with impossible force as the very ground quakes and ripples around him. The shockwave sends goons flying in all directions while other opponents may find their footing... unsteady.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Maneuver roll of 3 AP + Strength<br/>https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=73186<br/><br/>Result: 4 Strike dice + 1 Charge for a <em>third consecutive AT</em><br/><br/>Spending an AT to Catch my breath.</div></div>