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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Fenris" data-source="post: 4663594" data-attributes="member: 2820">[sblock=DT Only]Rovan stares at the woman a moment before smiling and sitting on the floor. "Well, Krika I take it. Greetings. I have been wanting to talk to you as well. Well, you are welcome for Tretchner, not a nice man, though my sympathies to you on the betrayal by Max, he did regret it if that has any meaning anymore, though you did garner your vengance quite effectively. And I thank you for your gift  of the ruby, though I think you have a few more nuggets of your plunder hidden within your head. With a gem or two and some more help to cure my posion, I would be very glad to put your head to rest however you so choose." says Rovan with a wink to Krika. The young sorcerer never missed an opportunity to try to get a little wealth."Now would Old Tretchner have had the cure in his lab? Damn thing probably burned down. But my dear, you said you administered it, was it a potion, or a root or salve? What form did it take?"A whispered voice is heard over the fireplace crackle. "Rovan, please wake up, Please, please don't leave me here alone. We need you and I need you. I can't do this alone..." Roavn listens and grows a little sad. "Please Krika. As you can hear, I have much to live for. Please Help me."[/sblock]</blockquote>