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<blockquote data-quote="Kaodi" data-source="post: 7869276" data-attributes="member: 1231">Shendra spends a moment looking at the slain fleshdregs then closes her eyes as she draws her free hand up to rub her brow, letting out a long sigh as she does so. &quot;I had hoped that after a long day of evading a gruesome fate as a feast for all manner of vermin that we might retire for the night in peace,&quot; she says, her tone cross but subdued. &quot;Have these... things been making more appearances while we were occupied?&quot;Of course &quot;peace&quot; was a bit of a relative term for the oracle. Now that they were back in town the din of the whispers had increased in volume as more people always meant more secrets and more plots. But she had been looking forward to the cessation of outward turmoil.Moving up towards the elderly dwarf the seer notices the wound he had taken from the misshapen thing. &quot;This is my last such blessing for today. Let us hope that there is no more such excitement until morning,&quot; she says as she reaches out to brush his shoulder with her warm healing touch. Shendra is briefly taken aback by the intensity of the surge of energy flowing through her, seemingly greater than before, but she says nothing else, only glancing briefly at her hand before it falls back to her side.<a href="http://roll.coyotecode.net/lookup.php?rollid=232099" target="_blank">Cure Light Wounds: 1D8+2 = [7]+2 = 9</a></blockquote>

[QUOTE="Kaodi, post: 7869276, member: 1231"] Shendra spends a moment looking at the slain fleshdregs then closes her eyes as she draws her free hand up to rub her brow, letting out a long sigh as she does so. "[COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)]I had hoped that after a long day of evading a gruesome fate as a feast for all manner of vermin that we might retire for the night in peace,[/COLOR]" she says, her tone cross but subdued. "[COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)]Have these... things been making more appearances while we were occupied?[/COLOR]" Of course "peace" was a bit of a relative term for the oracle. Now that they were back in town the din of the whispers had increased in volume as more people always meant more secrets and more plots. But she had been looking forward to the cessation of outward turmoil. Moving up towards the elderly dwarf the seer notices the wound he had taken from the misshapen thing. "[COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)]This is my last such blessing for today. Let us hope that there is no more such excitement until morning,[/COLOR]" she says as she reaches out to brush his shoulder with her warm healing touch. Shendra is briefly taken aback by the intensity of the surge of energy flowing through her, seemingly greater than before, but she says nothing else, only glancing briefly at her hand before it falls back to her side. [URL='http://roll.coyotecode.net/lookup.php?rollid=232099']Cure Light Wounds: 1D8+2 = [7]+2 = 9[/URL] [/QUOTE]

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