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Message: <blockquote data-quote="tuxgeo" data-source="post: 6252507" data-attributes="member: 61026">After placing the tossed potion bottle into his handy belt pouch, Aeiyan follows Bartleby's example by doffing armor and binding his own wound. While he does so, he reminds Rejik that one of the enemy might still be breathing -- specifically, the one that Bartleby knocked unconscious near the entrance. "Rope to bind?" he inquires. "I'll be with you to search in a minute," he calls across the room to the druid. He dons his armor again (having grown accustomed to resting encased in studded leather), and goes to retrieve once more the hammer he had thrown at an already-dead and falling hobgoblin matron. Then he glances inquisitively at Sulannus when he goes near the place where she stands, while passing by her on his way to help with the search of the dormitory room. "Grace always," he offers in passing; but he leaves to her the decision of whether she will take that as compliment, or encouragement, or suggestion, or literary allusion, or religious quotation, or as something else entirely.</blockquote>