OOC: Many apologies, it seems I'm a bit sicker than I thought. Today is a good day and although I covet any prayers you would send, I am not in mortal peril - simply fairly uncomfortable and somewhat inconvenienced. Anyways, back to the longest bath this Elf has ever had...
One more stroke, then another... keep swimming.
Ximix wondered at their predicament. And he kept swimmimg.
'If I do not get rest then I can not convert my prayers to alleviate their exhaustion ... from not resting.' Stroke... stroke... stroke.
"of course you can retrieve the sunrod without letting water into the bag, it's an extradimensional space which only accept that which you, the holder, deign to put into or retrieve from for that matter..."
swim... swim... swim... 'I wonder what their up to...'
swim... swim... swim... "why?"