<strong>Farren McCoy [? ? ?-Class]<br/>_____HP:15/15 Def:7 Sen:4 BM:5 CM:4</strong><br/>●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●<br/><br/>A throaty cheer came from Farren as the arrow made contact with the rhino, but stopped as it seemed to do little more then agitate it further as the bolt bounced clear off the rock like horn. As it roared he stumbled a bit falling back on his behind and scooted against an overly large boulder as the Rhino preparing to charge at him. "Uh, guys some help would be lovely!" Shouting as he aimed the crossbow and shot another bolt at it but instead of aiming at its face he aimed lower towards it's joints. When it did charge towards he he would wait until it was close enough that it couldn't change direction, and scurried out of the way so the rhino could collide with the the gigantic rock head first.<br/><br/>Farren would take that time to get up and gain enough distance between him and the beast. Since all he had was a crossbow where close range meant no real protection than a fist and shouting at something that couldn't have cognitive thought besides eating, sleeping, and defication.