The relief on his fine features evident, Ximix relaxes the tension that had built up in the sudden struggle. The after-effects of the creatures attack were barely visible, yet he could see they all felt drained... the priest himself felt tired.
"I've no way to relieve the effects we feel, though I am sure a full days rest will help restore our vigor." Ximix states flatly. Knowing the exact petition, every syllable and intonation, for the lesser restoration prayer made it all the more frustrating that he could not find the grasp of it's power, could not channel it's meaning into anything beyond words.
The Elf, tired and a little rattled from the bizarre combat, actually showed his several centuries of age for a moment standing in the doorway.
"Shall we press on, there are a series of doors down this main hallway. Though by now, if there are any sentient creatures in this area they know we're here."
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Orisons: 3
Guidance
Light
Read Magic
First Tier: 1+1 (+1 Domain )
Bless
Hide from Undead
Knowledge Domain: Detect Secret Doors
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