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IG's "Those Left Behind" Chapter 2

"hey sis, ...just like healing can be done by evil priests or paladins of tyranny, necromantic energy can be used by good people to do something totallydifferent... right? and i think we need to rest. i am afraid my fighting has worn me out. not to mention Kords healing blessing has been streched to the limit."
 

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Uulark Simental, Cleric6, AC18,FF15,T13, HP30/30

"I would also appreciate an opportunity to replenish my divine powers. But I have suggested this before to no avail, so if the rest of you wish to venture on, then I will follow you as long as I am able."
 

Rogash

The dwarf looks back at the rest of the group with some derision. He sighs heavily, "I guess we can go all the way back up to the surface and rest then come all the way back down here if that's the way you want it." Despite having been beaten nearly to death twice today the dwarf seems eager to continue.

OOC: Rogash will go along with a return to the surface for a rest, but won't admit he needs it. :-) Hey, aren't we about due for a level?
 

"I'm a bit low on magic," Talashia says, "But I've got a few good blasts left in me. I'm a bit concerned about us running into whoever commanded this pixie though. I doubt very much that it was acting alone. The chaos beast didn't come from this staff."

She sighs.

"On the other hand, if we leave now, the alchemist might not survive. How bad off are we?"
 




Uulark Simental, Cleric6, AC18,FF15,T13, HP30/30

"Like I said, Talashia, if you are determined to proceed, then I will accompany you. However, you should realize that the further into these catacombs we venture, the greater are the odds of us not only having to fight our way into them, but also fight our way out. And even if I am somehow able to have sufficient healing powers for our forward progress (which is by no means certain, either), I may very well run out before we again reach the safety of the surface."
 


At Rogesh's mention of a pint of ale, Caerwyn smacks his lips at the thought of wheting his thirst...but he makes no comment. the look in his eye and smile on his lips speaks well enough of what he is thinking. "A life is at stake, the alchemest held against his will. i will press on" His bold brave words are belied by the fresh oozing wounds about his person, dark bruses from ogre clubs swollen and purple welts.
 

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