Pok let's his horse drop back slightly, *Alright, but I won't be more than twenty five paces away.* He drops twenty feet further back, allowing some space, but worried for Lanharath.
His face covered by the hood, so as not to be recognized, it is difficult to read his thoughts and feelings from his countenance. But Valahad can pick up the concern in his body posture.
Pok thinks to himself, muddled thoughts about being hidden, and not stampeding through the trees. The nervousness continues to build, *I'm in the OPEN! I'M IN THE OPEN! I NEED TO HIDE!* The thoughts are suddenly crystal clear, and Pok hugs the horse closely, burying his head. His discomfort is painfully obvious, as he continues his small panic attack. They'regoingtobemoresneakythanme,andthenwe'llbeambushed,andonlyI'llgetawayagain,andhowamIsupposedtoexplainthattomomanddad,LanharathandValahadwillbegone,andTaskerswillneverbelievemeaboutthereskill,hide,hide,hide. A gasping, sucking noise, issues forth from the gnome, as he attempts to regain control over his mind, and body. Breathing in and out carefully, and extendedly. Roswyn... Taught.. Me.. How.. To.. Handle.. This. IN... OUT... Pok closed his eyes, and the little Sivis, imagined he was in a dark, small place, where no one could find him.
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No worries, I like inter-character conflict as well!
Sheeva is going to have a difficult time convincing Pok she isn't a spy from Khyber... Lanharath is going to have a difficult time convincing Sheeva he isn't attempting to zap her mind...
All's fair!
Drop Pok 5 squares behind Lan please?
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