<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/0e/Vedaa_Joe_3.jpeg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong> Joe (https://docs.google.com/document/d/1Q-aqg2Y8RQJG8CwTzELOm8DUiDTjtAlG984nufI67Rc/edit)</strong></span><br/><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/69/Vedaa_Joe.jpeg)</div>Joe knew his place, out front. Pacing through the room, he peered into the shadows and darkness about. He avoided looking into the Hedge, he hated that place, he hated the feelings and fear that place had caused in him. Hatred, and fear, he felt the Hedge he wanted to cower, avoid it, but he had students that suffered from bullies. The Hedge made him feel that way. There was fear due to its dangers, fear due to his shame and shortcomings.<br/><br/>How could he tell his boys to stand strong, when he wanted to cower. Straightening his shoulders, he faced his fears, he had the roll to perform. He would stand before a bullet for them, he had made the decision back in the Sanctuary that he would shield them. Now as they stood before the portal, and he saw no threats about, he would stand before them here as well.<br/><br/>Only moments had passed as he crossed from the door to the Hedge portal, but in those a dozen thoughts had occurred, and he felt he had lived a year between his ears. He stepped forward.<br/><br/>Memories of the hag and how she had snatched him up chased him through his mind. She, or someone like her would be close, he tried to be quiet, tried to be ready.<br/><br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">Dex+Wits<br/>4d10+0<br/>10,2,1,4+0     1 success<br/><br/>reroll 10<br/>1d10+0<br/>6+0               no successes<br/> <br/>Wits+intelligence<br/>4d10+0<br/>1,5,1,8+0      1 success</div></div>