http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=13637<br/><br/>(http://i.imgur.com/FLVh7K1.png)<br/><br/>(http://i.imgur.com/mwMRRk8.png)<br/><br/>Hating my life as being nothing more than a pack animal, being used by some perverted sorcerer that made this evil godrobe that I am currently wearing. Curses! Chewing on my bit and trotting down the road at a good pace, not at all tiring thanks to the godrobe and getting in plenty of exercise, knowing full well that I will not get to enjoy any of this gold that I am pulling about, and getting to enjoy the incessant chatter of slave girls on the way back to the ranch. Not stopping for the past 72 hours and burning through all of my ki power to maintain such a pace, wanting to get through the woods without running into any bandits.<br/><br/>Thinking that I am about to get off free before seeing the blockade, preventing me from going any further! Chewing into the bit even harder as I slam my hooves into the dirt road, sending clouds of dust going everywhere as bandits show up!? Glaring at them and trying my best to look fierce as some ninja lady comes out to taunt me. Giving her my best silent treatment while watching her make for the cart seat, lunging forward before she can.<br/><br/>Ramming into the stockade as hard as I can, panting from the lack of ki and swearing in my mind over wasting all of it. Wiggling my butt and trying my best to get through before the bitch can get a hold of my reigns and stop me with a command.<br/><br/>(Bull rush attempt on stockade, 18 CMB)