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<blockquote data-quote="mps42" data-source="post: 2318431" data-attributes="member: 9571">Front:[sblock] Tyler moves cautiously into the large space and nearly runs into a low table. In the near total blackness, sight is nearly useless and souns has taken over as the primary sense.&nbsp; &quot;Brace yourselves my friends. We are not through yet.&quot; he says grimly, pushing slowly past the table.&nbsp;Aleran comes in slowly behind. &quot;Too dark,&quot; he mutters quietly, &quot;Ars Solius du Maghi&quot; and a brilliant, pure light pierces the darkness and your eyes, so used to the dark, scream briefly in pain. Around you you hear other sharp gasps.&nbsp;Within seconds, your eyes re-adjust enough to see your fellow comrads, as well as several more of the brutish creatures. &nbsp;in the circle of light, you can see several tables, all heavily worn and gouged, littered with the refuse of meals. there are low benches here as well and, along the wall to your left are tie downs for the overhead chandeliers. [/sblock]Back:[sblock]&nbsp; Uri fumbles ahead, feeling his way along the wall enough to get out of Swipes' way then stoops and bulls a torch out of his pack &quot;Don't know why I didnt do this before&quot; he mutters.&nbsp;Swipe edges by in the darkness, tapping on the walls as he does so, &quot;they sound preyy solid, I wouldn't want to have to break through one in a hurry...&quot;&nbsp;The torch sputters to life, the sudden light after so much darkness is briefly painfull but it passes after only a few seconds, revelaing a small alcove, where Uri is currenly holding the torch, as well as a counterspace behind where Swipe is now standing. [/sblock]</blockquote>

[QUOTE="mps42, post: 2318431, member: 9571"] Front: [sblock] Tyler moves cautiously into the large space and nearly runs into a low table. In the near total blackness, sight is nearly useless and souns has taken over as the primary sense. "Brace yourselves my friends. We are not through yet." he says grimly, pushing slowly past the table. Aleran comes in slowly behind. "Too dark," he mutters quietly, "Ars Solius du Maghi" and a brilliant, pure light pierces the darkness and your eyes, so used to the dark, scream briefly in pain. Around you you hear other sharp gasps. Within seconds, your eyes re-adjust enough to see your fellow comrads, as well as several more of the brutish creatures. in the circle of light, you can see several tables, all heavily worn and gouged, littered with the refuse of meals. there are low benches here as well and, along the wall to your left are tie downs for the overhead chandeliers. [/sblock] Back: [sblock] Uri fumbles ahead, feeling his way along the wall enough to get out of Swipes' way then stoops and bulls a torch out of his pack "Don't know why I didnt do this before" he mutters. Swipe edges by in the darkness, tapping on the walls as he does so, "they sound preyy solid, I wouldn't want to have to break through one in a hurry..." The torch sputters to life, the sudden light after so much darkness is briefly painfull but it passes after only a few seconds, revelaing a small alcove, where Uri is currenly holding the torch, as well as a counterspace behind where Swipe is now standing. [/sblock] [/QUOTE]

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