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<blockquote data-quote="industrygothica" data-source="post: 4639935" data-attributes="member: 23298">Uulark closed the door to his private room.&nbsp; The weathered floor accepted the cleric's knees with a hollowed grunt and sent layers of dust scattering as Uulark knelt hard before the lumpy bed and offered a prayer of thanks to all that is good.Anyone watching would see a pained man, the mask joviality having been stripped away, unable to hide behind the jokes and raillery.&nbsp; Uulark was hurting, and he was scared.He reached for his pack and drew it to him.&nbsp; Too tired to stand, he turned and sat with his legs outstretched in front of him and leaned against the bed.&nbsp; He unraveled the scroll from the pack and tried to shake away his confusion.Chaos.&nbsp; The word beat him down as he tried to make sense of the of the words and sigils on the parchment.&nbsp; He'd never minded a fair bit of chaos in his life, even relished it at times.&nbsp; But this...The letters seemed to swarm on the parchment, and the symbols began to speak to him; Uulark closed his eyes again as the words came from his lips.It was cold at first, starting from his fingertips and traveling throughout his body in all directions.&nbsp; The hairs on his neck stood on end, and he thought he could feel a breeze blow past his ears.&nbsp; Still, he continued to recite the words that came to him, like he'd said them a hundred times if he'd said them once.And the more he spoke, the more he understood.&nbsp; Adrenaline coursed through him, and as his words got louder, the breeze grew stronger.&nbsp; He tried to open his eyes but the energy wouldn't let him.&nbsp; He was on his knees again; his chant climbing to a crescendo.&nbsp; Faster, louder; the clarity assaulted him and tears began to stream from beneath his clinched eyelids.&nbsp; It was all coming back.&nbsp; Yes, it was here.&nbsp; Finally Uulark's eyes snapped open and the parchment sizzled to ash in an impressive display of light.&nbsp; Uulark smiled.And then collapsed into unconsciousness.[sblock=OOC]Uulark will heal 4 points of wisdom damage; 3 from the spell and 1 for resting.Oh yeah... I'M BACK! <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f609.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=";)" title="Wink&nbsp; &nbsp; ;)"&nbsp; data-smilie="2"data-shortname=";)" />&nbsp; Sorry for the incredibly long delay, but I sure needed a break.&nbsp; Hope everyone is still with us.[/sblock]</blockquote>

[QUOTE="industrygothica, post: 4639935, member: 23298"] Uulark closed the door to his private room. The weathered floor accepted the cleric's knees with a hollowed grunt and sent layers of dust scattering as Uulark knelt hard before the lumpy bed and offered a prayer of thanks to all that is good. Anyone watching would see a pained man, the mask joviality having been stripped away, unable to hide behind the jokes and raillery. Uulark was hurting, and he was scared. He reached for his pack and drew it to him. Too tired to stand, he turned and sat with his legs outstretched in front of him and leaned against the bed. He unraveled the scroll from the pack and tried to shake away his confusion. [i]Chaos[/i]. The word beat him down as he tried to make sense of the of the words and sigils on the parchment. He'd never minded a fair bit of chaos in his life, even relished it at times. But this... The letters seemed to swarm on the parchment, and the symbols began to speak to him; Uulark closed his eyes again as the words came from his lips. It was cold at first, starting from his fingertips and traveling throughout his body in all directions. The hairs on his neck stood on end, and he thought he could feel a breeze blow past his ears. Still, he continued to recite the words that came to him, like he'd said them a hundred times if he'd said them once. And the more he spoke, the more he understood. Adrenaline coursed through him, and as his words got louder, the breeze grew stronger. He tried to open his eyes but the energy wouldn't let him. He was on his knees again; his chant climbing to a crescendo. Faster, louder; the clarity assaulted him and tears began to stream from beneath his clinched eyelids. It was all coming back. Yes, it was here. Finally Uulark's eyes snapped open and the parchment sizzled to ash in an impressive display of light. Uulark smiled. And then collapsed into unconsciousness. [sblock=OOC]Uulark will heal 4 points of wisdom damage; 3 from the spell and 1 for resting. Oh yeah... I'M BACK! ;) Sorry for the incredibly long delay, but I sure needed a break. Hope everyone is still with us.[/sblock] [/QUOTE]

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