Kalith, now absolotly lost for what to do now, His eyes only seeing more field and his Breathing starting to grow heavier. A force on his back suddlnly applied itself as a giant hand. He Struggled for a moment and then stopped dead in his tracks. It was Tough, and strong, and redickulous. He continued to struggle against the hand. He grumbled about mage's abilitys to make things difficult. All he needed was to get his hands on the fucker and it would be all over, but at this point the dick wad could stand back and throw fire bombs at him until he was a smolder in the ground.<br/><br/>Actions:<br/>Opposed Grapple Check: 9 (+10) = Fail<br/>At 2011-11-04 22:11:32, RabbitJanitor (uid: 29282) rolls: 1d20a10 Result: 19 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=32651)<br/><br/>Surrender condition: If your going to Bomb my character from your height then please finish the fight now. I have no desire to be mauled and drag something out that's So tilted in your favor it borders on overpowered/unprepared.