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OOC: No, I'm going to quit while I'm ahead. This is nothing related to BG2, and so doesn't belong in here.
IC: Rhazor catches his breath, and stands up. The dragon has it's back turned to Rhazor, now would be the perfect time for the arrow. Rhazor draws his bow, and arms it with the Arrow of Slaying. The bow is a brilliant red now, almost throbing in his hands. He pulls the string back, aims for the beast's heart, and releases. What he didn't know, is that the beast had seen him arming his bow, and dodges the arrow. It hits the wall, and sticks. The dragon uses wing buffet on the party, and then shoots a bolt of fire to where the arrow lies. The slender wood catches fire easily, and the arrow is lost. Rhazor drops to his knees, and puts his hands up to his face. *All is lost* he thinks to himself..
[This message has been edited by Nanobyte (edited 07-23-2001).]
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