Angus returned to consciousness with a pained groan. "Bloody dragon-likes." Angus muttered as he pulled himself to his feet and picked up his javelin. "Thanks fer that." Angus said to Azzen with an appreciative nod. "Once we're outta here, I'll buy you a round at the first tavern we find." With that said, Angus turned to the drake, took aim with his javelin, and hurled it deep into the beast's flank. "GUESS WHO, YA SCALY BASTARD!" Angus roared.

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Movement: Angus spends 15 feet of movement standing up.
Action: Angus throws a javelin at the Black Drake. He hits with a [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/19093]24[/url] and deals [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/19094]10[/url] points of damage.
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