The Last Warlord
Post: 7
Tag: Kregdakka Skull'kullektah
Location: Zigoola
OOC: Rolled a 5 and then an 7 [crap]
The Warlock cursed in his native tongue as the massive creature was simply enraged by the fire. He had been confident in his efforts and while both had landed, the thing was now nothing more than a flaming mountain of rage. The first strike was just too fast to dodge. The Warlock was swatted like a fly, and slammed into the ruins. His right shoulder was dislocated and the bones were fractured, if not broken. He would have to fight with his offhand now.
Or would he?
He had an idea but before he could even act on it, a massive stomp caused the ruins to collapse on The Warlock. He pushed himself away from the falling debris, but still a significant chunk slammed into his head, forcing him to drop to the ground, or risk a snapped spine.
The momentum was in his favor for only seconds, and already the creature was beating him again. But he had an idea. The Force. He had healed himself, and others with it before. There was no reason that he couldn't again. It'd take the creature a moment to reach him, for sure. He closed his eyes and got to work. (I'll determine the effects of this heal via dice roll in my next post)