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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Knightfall" data-source="post: 8393649" data-attributes="member: 2012">Wieland moves up the slope but stops near his cousin's body. He gathers her up in his arms after slinging her bow over his torso.Ailward looks down at the dead body of the militia soldier and he shakes his head. "There is no I can lift him in his armor. I'm not that strong." He looks up the slope to Thorvid. "Can you life him?""Aye, I will try lad," Thorvid replies."Go get Temperance," Elle says to Ailward. "She isn't dead and we need to try to save her."The young battle sorcerer nods and moves down the slope to the comatose halfling. He gathers her up in his arms. "I've got you."Henry moves up the slope to stand next to Sir Ghal. "If you can spare one of those, I could really use some healing.""Take them both," Sir Ghal insists as her passes the two potions to the roguish man.Henry takes the two potions and drinks one of them down.Sir Ghal moves up the slope and takes the offered potion from Quinn. "Thank you, Sir Quinn," he says. "Let's hope we won't need more."Bothild moves up the slope as far as she can while carrying the dead ranger. She has slung the man over her shoulder and weight slows her down.Thorvid moves down the slope towards Elle and hands her the large pouch containing the potions he found on the dead Confessor. He then moves across the slope to the dead form of a militia soldier that he knows is named Logan.Elle looks through the bag of potions and notes the symbol of Malotoch on the bottles. She opens one of them and smells the contents carefully. "I think its a healing potion, but I'm not completely sure." She moves down the slope to stand next to Phar and holds out the potion to the elf paragon wizard. "Mister Phar, can you identify these potions?"Scarborax stands patiently until Tristan finally shakes off the fear caused by the mummy."By the gods, that was terrible," Tristan says."Sir Ghal wants us to retreat," Scarborax says. "Go, but take one of the fallen with you. I would do the same, but I would never be able to lift any of them." The Stump Sorcerer points to the fallen soldier in front of them. "Start with him."Tristan nods. He moves up the slope and picks up the fallen soldier and slings the body over his shoulder. "This is going to take time. Where's the ghast lord?""He jumped into the crevasse, so we have time. Lord Maur has flown down to deal with that horrible thing. Now come! As fast as you can!" The small chromithian sorcerer runs up the slope.[OOC]<a href="http://roll.coyotecode.net/lookup.php?rollid=254821" target="_blank">Two potions of cure light wounds... one for Henry and one for Sir Ghal: 1D8+5 = [5]+5 = 10</a><a href="http://roll.coyotecode.net/lookup.php?rollid=254821" target="_blank">1D8+5 = [6]+5 = 11</a>Scarborax delays until the end of the round and then runs up the slope until he is just past the dying form of Crisenth.That is the end of the round.[/OOC]</blockquote>

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