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Message: <blockquote data-quote="WraithSpawn" data-source="post: 1681294" data-attributes="member: 21879">Dravis gives Fallon a quick look."Your companion seems disturbed, perhaps he can sense the evil from that place. . .  We have to strike soon, lest they strengthen in numbers or regroup.  But before moving on to the darkness, let us eat.  May the Watcher and his kin grace us with this meal and guide us in the fight to come.  "In this time Dravis has deftly gutted the fish and spitted it, slowly roasting it over the fire.  He tosses Drilk the innards of the fish which he snatches from the air and swallows, scarcely chewing.  Dravis looks around the campsite and walks over to the side, picking some small plants from the fringe of the woods.  He carefully seperates the stalks from the leaves and tosses the leaves aside.  He squeezes the stalks and a liquid oozes forth.  He drips it over the fish and waits several more minutes before removing it and another (previously caught) fish.  He hands Aerlyn and Caedren a large portion of fish."Save your rations.After a moment of silence. . .  How should we approach this situation?  I would say we need more men, but I think they're low in numbers and slightly disarrayed after losing their chieften.  Aervir is still inside, every moment we delay is a moment that he may lay dead, he suffers, or worse. . .  The weight of my conscience can scarcely bear it.  It was my fault, if only I had expected that sorcerer.  I felt he was weak, but he was our downfall.And finally, more to himself than anyone elseIt's my fault he was captured."An uncomfortable silence ensues.</blockquote>

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