Apocalypse Northwest

[Merlin the Tuna]

Flint Ironstag Never Throws in the Towel
HP: 12/31 | AC: 13(m) 16(r) | F/R/W: +5/+2/+1

The sprinkler goo continues to sear Flint's eyes and arms, and for a moment he thinks about pausing to catch breath and summon up a second wind. When he sees Colorado blast the plant with a plant-be-gone spell, he knows he isn't about to get a better chance. He continues advancing on the giant monstrosity, stepping forward while spinning to deliver a ruthless backhanded blow right where the spray connected. He quietly hopes that his hand is still there at the end of it; losing it would make lifting weights considerably harder.

Fort: 9+5=14 (Fail - 2 HP deducted)
Attack: 14+6=20
Damage: 3+2+3=8