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Message: <blockquote data-quote="airwalkrr" data-source="post: 4505128" data-attributes="member: 12460">[sblock=Kenku17]As you arrive in the bar room you see there are a few other guests receiving breakfast as well. A large, burly man with a balding pate and a bushy, red beard, a young man and woman who look as though they are traveling together, and a rather scrappy looking fellow with a few missing teeth. The only one who acknowledges your presence, other than the innkeeper, is the large, burly man, who greets you with a hearty, "Mornin' friend!" holding up his mug of cider.Olindar brings you a tray with a bowl of oats and a mug of hot cider as soon as you sit yourself down at the table. "Good ter see yer well-rested sir. Glad ye dinnae run off like all the others last night. Ye wouldn't happen te know any of their next o' kin would ye? I'm afraid one o' them left their backpack behind last night when they left in such haste."[/sblock][sblock=hafrogman]You awake this morning to find your backpack, as well as its contents, missing. Your weapons and armor are accounted for, as is your coin purse, but you realize in your haste, you must have left your backpack back at the Crookside Inn. To make matters worse, you awoke with the strangest sensation this morning. It began with a tingling sensation just before you fully awoke. It was followed by a harrowing and straining mental invasion the likes of which you have not felt before. It was as if someone was sucking pure mental energy from your head. You awake with a start, feeling a bit empty, to hear a soft cooing coming from Arden's box resting by her bed. (You lose 2 pp, your entire reserve for the day.)[/sblock][sblock=GlassEye]This morning is unusual for a number of reasons, but the children are the least of your worries. You have become accustomed in your journey to Narovan with waking each morning to fight a psionic battle with Psycho for your daily psychic reserve. You have only been winning about half the time, but usually you manage to let him siphon off a minimal amount of energy to be sustained for the day. However, today, none of that has happened. You never experienced the sensation of being probed early in the morning just before you awoke for your psionic energy. And you definitely never experienced the mental assault. Your worst fear and greatest hope combined is not confirmed when you awake to find that Psycho is indeed quite fine, and cooing softly in his box. Could it be he found another source of psychic energy?[/sblock]</blockquote>

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