Closing his eyes for a moment with a short prayer to Apsu, he turned to stare down the barbell. With new found confidence given to him by Torrik, he braced as he reached down to pull the bar up once again. This time he was able to hoist the bar up, although with great strain. As every muscle in his body tensed, he closed his eyes giving over full focus to the massive weight above him. Maybe that was his mistake? Or perhaps he'd simply reached his limit. But as the weight began to drop, he was able to muster some form of determination from deep inside to keep the weight up just a little longer. Dropping it after a better performance than before, he turned to look for Torrik, intrigued by a possible partnership. It seems he's capable of much more with a little help.

Rolls:
Strength: 1d20 + 4 + 1 18
Strength: 1d20 + 4 9
Constitution: 1d20 + 3 23 (Critical)