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<blockquote data-quote="Rae ArdGaoth" data-source="post: 1758284" data-attributes="member: 21064">&quot;Aye... that feels good...&quot; sighs Rasereit as the infinite holes seal up.&nbsp; He is far from fully recovered, as many bites continue to ooze poison and blood, but his dwarven Vundinn heritage serves him well and he can take more punishment now than any of the others could in perfect health.&nbsp; He stands up, proud of his tenacity (even though it is because of Scun's healing magic that he is feeling so good), and swaggers over to his axes.&nbsp; &quot;Infernal spiders, couldn't even touch 'em with these.&nbsp; Ah well, y'win some, y'lose some.&nbsp; At least we didn't lose the battle, eh mates?&quot;&nbsp; He is not talking to his companions, rather to his trusty axes.&nbsp; After reverently wiping the traces of spider goo off the blades, they go back in their hip sheaths for easy access.&nbsp; He sighs contentedly, despite the dozens of open wounds in his skin.&nbsp; &quot;What would ye guys do without meh?&nbsp; Ha harr!&nbsp; Alright boys n' gels, let's get t'fightin'!&nbsp; What're we waitin' for?&quot;&nbsp; He spots a helpless Ogrin, nearly falling over onto Scun.&nbsp; &quot;Oh.&nbsp; That might be it.&quot;&nbsp; He sits down on some grass and stares forward for a moment, then lies down to catch a quick nap and recover some energy before the long march ahead of the party.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Rae ArdGaoth, post: 1758284, member: 21064"] [COLOR=Red]"Aye... that feels good..."[/COLOR] sighs Rasereit as the infinite holes seal up. He is far from fully recovered, as many bites continue to ooze poison and blood, but his dwarven Vundinn heritage serves him well and he can take more punishment now than any of the others could in perfect health. He stands up, proud of his tenacity (even though it is because of Scun's healing magic that he is feeling so good), and swaggers over to his axes. [COLOR=Red]"Infernal spiders, couldn't even touch 'em with these. Ah well, y'win some, y'lose some. At least we didn't lose the battle, eh mates?"[/COLOR] He is not talking to his companions, rather to his trusty axes. After reverently wiping the traces of spider goo off the blades, they go back in their hip sheaths for easy access. He sighs contentedly, despite the dozens of open wounds in his skin. [COLOR=Red]"What would ye guys do without meh? Ha harr! Alright boys n' gels, let's get t'fightin'! What're we waitin' for?"[/COLOR] He spots a helpless Ogrin, nearly falling over onto Scun. [COLOR=Red]"Oh. That might be it."[/COLOR] He sits down on some grass and stares forward for a moment, then lies down to catch a quick nap and recover some energy before the long march ahead of the party. [/QUOTE]

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