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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Dirigible" data-source="post: 2700407" data-attributes="member: 12631">Jon RaneToo tired to talk much to any of the others, Jon feels wearier after than before they rested as the odd little party treks through the dark passage. His boots drag on the ground, every step a matter of effort. The light doesn't even impinge on his stooped head until they are nearly at the cave mouth, and even then he looks up on dully.The feel of fresh air on his lips, the sensation of the crushing walls of the tunnel being removed, and Starhl's tautological comment wash over him, cleansing some of the gloom from his mind, and Jon Rane smiles slightly. He tousles his hands through his hair, shaking out the dust and relaxing for a moment, offering silent thanks to whatever benign spirits might be in the area."I-kgh..." Jon pauses as his throat seizes up, clogged as it is with dirt and thick saliva. His rumbling stomach reminds him that it is also food, and not only water that he lacks. "I'm not wholly sure how far we travelled through that hellish passage," he continues when his lips and tongue move normally again. "But unless I miss my guess, we should be... hmmm..."The vagabond, though born and raised in more southerly lands, searches his mind, oddly sure that some snippet of useful information about their whereabouts might be there. Why should there be, he wonders. I've never been here before been here before, ten of my prince's men at my back, making haste to the Pauper's Fortress, regardless of the cost to the horses...    OOC: Knowledge: Northlands +3.</blockquote>

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