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Message: <blockquote data-quote="hippocrachus" data-source="post: 2600590" data-attributes="member: 14148">Shaking off the drowsiness that threatened to take him out of the fight, Chryse came back to reality with a sharp pain in his calf and the grim fate of Shadow."Attend the others, Jorun," Chryse says sagely as he moves over to the fallen man, his arms held out as if grasping the world from its top and bottom and head already bowed in prayer.Apollo, once more your Light is needed this night![sblock]Casting Cure Light Wounds in place of Remove Fear. 1d8+2.[/sblock]When he comes out of his meditation, Chryse looks around at all of the still wounded men.How, in so short a span, does so much carnage spread?"We must all of us seek the shelter of a church," he says as he moves to attend Orin. "Jorun, you are the follower of a strong god, you must speak of our plight to the followers of Heironeous and beseech them to grant us His strength. Apollo has done enough for us all this night, it would be hubris to demand more from him."[sblock]Casting Cure Minor Wounds in place of Virtue.[/sblock]</blockquote>