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Message: <blockquote data-quote="doghead" data-source="post: 2683002" data-attributes="member: 8243">The stormThe wind howls and rages through the trees, hurling rain and sticks and leaves before it. Its difficult to move against the power of the storm, and those attempting to do so have to be careful or be knocked to the ground. Making a shelter proves to be impossible, the wind jerks and yanks at any branches or canvas in your hands and tears down anything you try to put up against it. The best you can manage is to huddle up in the lee of one of the larger trees.ooc: Survival roll made.The storm continues into the morning, although there is little sign of the break of day. A slight lessening of the darkness. A small increase in visibilty.Above the party, the trees creak and groan ominously. But more worring is the wrenching "snap" that heralds another branch beening ripped from the canopy around you. One falls to the ground just yards away from where you are huddled.After three hours the storm shows little sign of abating. Fenix, Fredar and Garival are all beginning to shiver as the wind and the wet sucks the heat from their bodies.ooc: Fenix suffers 4 non-lethal damage in total (includes previus damage), Fredar suffers 6, Garival suffers 4.</blockquote>