Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170605191359/@comment-13615389-20170608012512

Had he been anticipating any hostility towards him, Robin might've been able to dodge the brick. Instead, he could only resort to raising his armoured shoulder up enough for it to absorb the impact. It still hurt. He couldn't to tell whether the pitcher's aim was impeccable or awful, as he was unable to spot whoever had thrown it amidst the chaos. It did, however, encourage him out of the melee and into the inn a lot quicker.