<div class="floatright">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/744716986558185535/744803902578491432/generalissimo_trandoshan_clothed.png)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Tartris (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2273179)<br/><br/><strong>Wounds: </strong>7/15 -<strong>Strain: </strong>0/11 -<strong>Soak: </strong>4 -<strong>Morality: </strong>50 -<strong>Conflict: </strong>0 -<strong> Destiny: </strong>3 dark 4 light<br/><br/><strong>Location</strong>: The cargo bay of the Slaver's ship<br/><strong>Time</strong>: Unknown<br/><strong>Doing</strong>: Cursing and sprawled across the floor<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Open<br/><strong>Warning</strong>: Bloody Violence<br/><strong>Theme Music</strong>:  Revenge (https://youtu.be/_kK3Pmv8tXs)<br/><br/><strong>Turn Action:</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Summary</div><div class="spoiler_body"> <strong>Maneuver -</strong> Go from Prone to Standing / Action - Use Perception to find something like the lightsaber or something else nearby that might help such as a computer console or uplink point.</div></div><br/><br/><strong>Roll</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Roll for Perception</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/744717062198526034/749654486779166800/perception_1.JPG)</div></div>3 Success, 1 Threat<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Tartris had been watching the first piggy closely but it was not before long he was cut down by his allies, a lightsaber blow to the leg and a kick from the bunny man had sent the first foe tumbling to the ground with a satisfying thud, Tartris could not help but let a little bit of a grin spread across his face happy to see one of his captors fallen before them, a small hiss would escape his maw but he did not have long to enjoy this small triumph. Tartris so intensely focused on the first guard was thoroughly caught off by the second one, having that spit second adrenal reaction as a vibro axe blade swung towards his head, turning himself to the right the blade caught his shoulder, biting deep into his scaled flesh from his shoulder to his chest. Flecks of blood spurted into the air as the full bearing of the axe forced itself inside of him, the weight of the axe, the strength of the piggy and how unready he had been for this attack tipped him off his balance backwards.<br/><br/>Feeling the wind being knocked from his chest he felt the reassuring ground slam into his back, his head slamming into the ground. Tartris brought his hand to his head as he felt the fuzzes spread across his mind and vision, the whine in his ear as his senses left him for a second. Shaking his head a few times he slowly got up from his prone position, coughing once he would send out a spurt of his blood across the floor. Groaning he would feel a sheet of warmth drip down his front as he felt his feet move under him allowing him to shakily get back up to his feet. His senses working back into focus he would look upon the fallen gamorrean, his eyes moving quickly across their form to see if there was anything he might use to help them in this situation. His breaths would come heavier as he felt his ichor fall from his form.<br/><br/><em>"There is one of those light swords you were so interested in on this piggy, seems he took a liking to it."</em>he called out to Neesarozul, pointing with one of his claws at it to point it out for the Twi'lek.