Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplay Board/@comment-25356210-20150915213453/@comment-26084195-20150917231716

Wait! I'd like to rewind the clock a bit, but don't worry, only one thing changes. I'm invoking the luck level 11.

As the knife soared through the air time slowed down. Logan knew what was happening, it had happened before. And it was usually embarrassing. But not this time. He moved just as slowly, but he could feel that invisible force pulling his arm, faster than should be normal. His arm reached in front of Cirenmire's gut and the knife hit his left forearm. "YAAAGH!"