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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Binder Fred" data-source="post: 6114160" data-attributes="member: 63746">"Later, Bo," vaguely dismisses Antares, so concentrated is he on what is happening at the table.The young mage nods grim confirmation before leaning in to look at Stellan's face: "Is that... better?" Antares looks to the bearded guard questioningly...<Does Gregof have spirits on site, is what he's asking?>"You didn't though... attack us. You overcame it on your own, Stellan. It could not -ah- It could not get the better of you, whatever it was." As it, indirectly yet oh so easily, got the better of Bo... But that is a concern for another time. "Here, sit and steady your nerves, and I will remain by your side for now?" This with a guiding gesture towards the edge of the nearest cot?Once Stellan is settled <in whatever way he ends up being settled>, Antares by his side, the young elf looks to the others, concern etched on his sensitive features. "I... My deepest apologies. I had hoped that modifying a single stroke from the design would be enough to disarm, render meek and flat the lines that... Yet parts of it obviously retained fell potency, that its mere concept could exert this much influence..." It is... an impressive if terrifying feat! Thoughts swirl and congregate like clouds across his face... "Or could it be the runes had outside help? That the attention of the five-fold star entity has now turned this way, attracted by the breaking of her servant's circle? The runes... they do have a component of... funneling, focusing, concentrating? Could they have served not only to produce the silver essence, but as a gateway to that watery entity above the altar, that it might look through them to its servants, influence, and perhaps even be summoned, in whole or in part?" He is obviously not liking where his thoughts are taking him, to a place seemingly filled with even more horror than even he had first thought upon experiencing the dread tunnels below... He shudderingly turns away from them and forcibly tries to concentrate on perhaps more grounded matters: "Did you feel anything during the experience, Stellan? Were there specific demands or needs? Words? Images perhaps?" The hand still on Stellan's back communicates his apology for having to bring up that distressing subject so soon -- at all, even.... And yet they must know!<Response Stellan?>"And what of the gem itself, master Stonehand?" he then inquires, for he's rarely, if ever, seen the dwarven one actually *volunteer* information. Requests have to be made, knowledge has to, at least, be sought... A sentiment the young mage is not entirely opposed to, granted.</blockquote>

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