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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Mezegis" data-source="post: 5067840" data-attributes="member: 87105">With the loud CLANGof the pot landing a few feet from his head, Chaku bolts to a sitting position, doompahdedoo, the groggy goliath mumbles as he raises the maul comically over his head.  Once it is clear, at least to his befuddled brain, that there are no attacks heading his way, he slowly begins to wake up fully.  As he begins dressing himself in his winter white hide, various scars can be seen all along his forarms and up across his torso and back.  Once completed, he quickly rolls up his bedroll and fastens it to the rest of his pack.   Ready for the day, he looks out across the ship as it makes ready to sail, and mentally checks of that all members of his team are accounted for, at least in body if not mind, as he notes the still sleeping form of Popalstaanos.  Is Azryah on board? he asks a passing deckhand, Deva, short body, big sword?  After getting the affirmative, he relaxes slightly.  It wouldn't do to lose one yet, wouldn't do at all.  </blockquote>