And low and behold, all that was metal was dull and wooden... Much to the surprise of the now groaning Ruxik. No point in trying to use the guns or sword at the moment, meaning the name of the game was to stay alive until he could find an opening. Now was probably his best, and last, chance to slip into the shadows to better prepare himself and avoid 'dying' prematurely...

Stealth Check
(1d20+28)[46]