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Message: <blockquote data-quote="jkason" data-source="post: 4021111" data-attributes="member: 2710">Brother Donovan, warpriestly human clericDonovan sulked near the back of the group as they wrangled verbally, working his way slowly forward as things seemed to escalate. It was clear to Donovan that Khalia was up to something. After all, they had nothing to give, even if the noble had been inclined to hand it over, which Donovan strongly doubted; she was far to strong-willed for that. Clearly she didn't think they'd listen to reason, though, or she'd be trying that. If the chatterboxes weren't chattering, it meant it was time to break things. The templar bit back his grin. The biggest problem to throwing the first punch, he reasoned, were all those bloody crossbows. He cursed himself for having forgotten to ask for the miracle of powerful winds on their road home. Still, there was one divine favor he thought might be useful."Flame conceal us!" he calls out, hand sweeping the air, filling the space around himself and his companions with a thick mist.[sblock=OOC]Casting <a href="http://www.d20srd.org/srd/spells/obscuringMist.htm" target="_blank">Obscuring Mist</a>, and hoping I don't scuttle anyone else's strategy. I'm assuming we're all relatively close to one another at this point. If Donvon's hit by a readied action and needs to make a Concentration check, feel free to use an Action Point for the cause.[/sblock]</blockquote>