Steve Jung
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Charlarn of Phyrah: Male human cleric 3
erekose13 said:Tenebrynn wakes in a daze, "Whoa that was some hit, my head is still ringing." Checking his wounds, they are stil sore, but closed. "Thanks for saving my hide again you two. So whats the status?"
After hearing of the retreat, "Well I suppose if we must, we must. It's a shame after slaying so many that we are forced to run, but I am in no condition to continue today." Then looking around, "Where's Irene and J?"
"You're both welcome. The fishmen are swarming up the beach. Most of us are here behind the hut. And Ashnar and Irene went after Jezibel. My knots didn't hold her." Charlarn looks sheepish. "Before we get moving out of here, you both need more healing. You can barely walk." He looks at Nurlan. "Shall we?" The cleric reads from his scroll again on Somac (reads cure light wounds from his scroll, 1 spell left; heals 1d8+1)Vigwyn the Unruly said:(Somac) then looks down at the crimson stains that besmirch the front of his leathers, and a dawning realization spreads through him. He looks up at those around him with gratitude for his life in his eyes and a simple "Thank you" on his lips.
In response to Tenebrynn and Nurlan the barbarian continues, "Yes, I think running away is the thing to do now, before we are killed or scattered."