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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Fenris" data-source="post: 2590842" data-attributes="member: 2820">Through this olfactory ordeal, Jovik has vomited several times. The combination of alcohol and the stench as well as later the sights are nearly over-powering. By the time they are wading through the river of humanity, the Jackal is weak and pale, but essentially sober. He can't help but wonder, if we are going down stream, what lies upstream, are where have all these bodies come from? But his thoughts quickly return to the here and now of survival and pressing on. The fading buzz of alcohol and the tempering of his rage make revenge seem less and less worthwhile to have to go through this to extract it. He take some small comfort though in the fact that at least the men that float by him are in fact dead. "Lead on Perrik, nothing we can do for these men now. Let me know if the water gets too deep for you, as wading up to my knees is bad enough, I can only image how it is for you."</blockquote>