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<blockquote data-quote="Lazlow" data-source="post: 3283714" data-attributes="member: 24242">Horrible...?&nbsp; Hm.&nbsp; Alright, well, it seems you have a scant few more minutes.&nbsp; The ceremony is over, but the priest is blessing each worshipper as they leave.&nbsp; Be careful.You make your way without incident across the hall to the barracks room and don what looks to be a foul-weather cloak with a hood.&nbsp; Grabbing a sheet off of the nearest cot, you wad it up on the ground beside and, calming your mind for the coming pain, cleanly remove the tip of your finger just below the first knuckle.&nbsp; The pain, however, is much more intense than you expected it to be - you've had worse wounds, to that very hand, even, that didn't feel as such.&nbsp; A cold throbbing works its way up your arm to your elbow then suddenly stops.Gritting your teeth and forcing the pain out of your mind and body you re-focus, and the bleeding stops.&nbsp; Indeed, the tip of your finger grows back slowly...&nbsp; But so does the black taint that now infects it.&nbsp; You realize that whatever it is is not entirely physical.You grab the sheet with the finger and stuff it into your bag, drop the red flag, and calmly begin your descent down the stairs.You emerge from the staircase at what seems to be a back corner of the main worship hall, fortunately very nearly hidden from the open area in front of the altar.&nbsp; You figure that by staying close to the wall you can dash from column to column to the main entry up front and have a decent chance of not being seen at all.Ah!&nbsp; There you are.&nbsp; Let's get out of here.You see Romanna, Cadmus in hand, hiding behind the farthest column in front of you, intently watching the priest.&nbsp; She doesn't seem to notice you yet.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Lazlow, post: 3283714, member: 24242"] [i][color=orange]Horrible...? Hm. Alright, well, it seems you have a scant few more minutes. The ceremony is over, but the priest is blessing each worshipper as they leave. Be careful.[/color][/i][color=orange][/color] You make your way without incident across the hall to the barracks room and don what looks to be a foul-weather cloak with a hood. Grabbing a sheet off of the nearest cot, you wad it up on the ground beside and, calming your mind for the coming pain, cleanly remove the tip of your finger just below the first knuckle. The pain, however, is much more intense than you expected it to be - you've had worse wounds, to that very hand, even, that didn't feel as such. A cold throbbing works its way up your arm to your elbow then suddenly stops. Gritting your teeth and forcing the pain out of your mind and body you re-focus, and the bleeding stops. Indeed, the tip of your finger grows back slowly... But so does the black taint that now infects it. You realize that whatever it is is not entirely physical. You grab the sheet with the finger and stuff it into your bag, drop the red flag, and calmly begin your descent down the stairs. You emerge from the staircase at what seems to be a back corner of the main worship hall, fortunately very nearly hidden from the open area in front of the altar. You figure that by staying close to the wall you can dash from column to column to the main entry up front and have a decent chance of not being seen at all. [i][color=Orange]Ah! There you are. Let's get out of here.[/color][/i][color=Orange][/color] You see Romanna, Cadmus in hand, hiding behind the farthest column in front of you, intently watching the priest. She doesn't seem to notice you yet. [/QUOTE]

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