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<blockquote data-quote="Cthulhu's Librarian" data-source="post: 962546" data-attributes="member: 11064"><p>Dropping his bowl to the ground at the sight of the masked figure and his minions, Finn felt his stomach turn. "No, no, no, no..." he muttered to himself, then darted across the clearing back to the tree where he had spent the night. He grabbed his mace from the ground where it lay, and pulled his helmet off the end of his pack where it had been stashed. Just as he got it on, he felt the urge to vomit up breakfast yet again, and quickly removed it once more. "No, no..." He retched and the dwarven breakfast was out of his stomach. </p><p></p><p>Pressing his back to the tree, he cautiously peered around the side to see if there had been any movement from the figures atop the rise. None yet. He clutched his mace, and tried to think of the prayers he had been taught. Nothing came to him. Closing his eyes, he cursed and felt for the wineskin at his belt with his free hand. He upended it, filling his mouth with the sour wine that was left. Swallowing it with a shudder, he swore, and tried to clear his head. "Don't get sick again, don't get sick, you'll die if you do" he thought and once more tried to remember the wording of the prayers. </p><p></p><p>"Pelor's light, watch over myself and those whom I have chosen to travel with. Guide us, and fill us with your strength and wisdom. Do not let us go blindly into the night, but let your light be our guide." The blessing worked, and he felt its essence spill out of the sun symbol he wore around his neck, on its way to his companions. </p><p></p><p>Looking down, he spotted his shield sitting 3 yards away. "Damn, damn, damn." he swore again. He must have ran right over it to get to the tree. "Pelor guide this poor wretch you have chosen" he spat as he dove for the shield. He rolled, grabbed it, and came up in a crouch with it in front of him. He looked around the side, and saw that there were more figures in the shadows of the trees. "I swear, if I get out of here, I'll not touch another drop of wine." He knew it was a lie, but from the looks of things he didn't think he would be getting out of this one alive.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Cthulhu's Librarian, post: 962546, member: 11064"] Dropping his bowl to the ground at the sight of the masked figure and his minions, Finn felt his stomach turn. "No, no, no, no..." he muttered to himself, then darted across the clearing back to the tree where he had spent the night. He grabbed his mace from the ground where it lay, and pulled his helmet off the end of his pack where it had been stashed. Just as he got it on, he felt the urge to vomit up breakfast yet again, and quickly removed it once more. "No, no..." He retched and the dwarven breakfast was out of his stomach. Pressing his back to the tree, he cautiously peered around the side to see if there had been any movement from the figures atop the rise. None yet. He clutched his mace, and tried to think of the prayers he had been taught. Nothing came to him. Closing his eyes, he cursed and felt for the wineskin at his belt with his free hand. He upended it, filling his mouth with the sour wine that was left. Swallowing it with a shudder, he swore, and tried to clear his head. "Don't get sick again, don't get sick, you'll die if you do" he thought and once more tried to remember the wording of the prayers. "Pelor's light, watch over myself and those whom I have chosen to travel with. Guide us, and fill us with your strength and wisdom. Do not let us go blindly into the night, but let your light be our guide." The blessing worked, and he felt its essence spill out of the sun symbol he wore around his neck, on its way to his companions. Looking down, he spotted his shield sitting 3 yards away. "Damn, damn, damn." he swore again. He must have ran right over it to get to the tree. "Pelor guide this poor wretch you have chosen" he spat as he dove for the shield. He rolled, grabbed it, and came up in a crouch with it in front of him. He looked around the side, and saw that there were more figures in the shadows of the trees. "I swear, if I get out of here, I'll not touch another drop of wine." He knew it was a lie, but from the looks of things he didn't think he would be getting out of this one alive. [/QUOTE]
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