20. Fortitude.
Reno looked down at the sheets of paper in front of him then at the ornate board, frowning. Next to him, Rude was scowling at his little figure. Tseng was grinning.
"so, Reno, your roll, Fortitude save against filth fever." the wutaian man said, and Reno rolled. He wailed as the four showed up.
"and there goes. Renolite!" elena squealed, and Reno's poor figure was placed in a coffin. "fuck yo!"
He was always bad at Dungeons and Dragons.
Pure humor. I love playing dnd so…yeah. Natural. And I suck at fortitude rolls.