Legend
Once again Klint smashes your face in and you go sprawling to the floor. A small cheer and some laughter come from the gawking onlookers.
Lose 2 LUCK points.
"Shoulda said your prayers a lot louder, maybe your God woulda helped! Heh heh." Klint says and goes back to his drink. You slowly get back up as the crowd begins to disperse.
Saying nothing more, you sheepishly leave Klint to his drink and go home to sleep.
Lose 2 LUCK points.
"Shoulda said your prayers a lot louder, maybe your God woulda helped! Heh heh." Klint says and goes back to his drink. You slowly get back up as the crowd begins to disperse.
Saying nothing more, you sheepishly leave Klint to his drink and go home to sleep.