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Message: <blockquote data-quote="doghead" data-source="post: 1309489" data-attributes="member: 8243">Hoegor brews up some tea and heats some stew for the sick. A quiet rage seeths inside him. It has struck down Teeth! and his companions. And part of him is afraid. Rocheleen's news is troubling. Hoegor had placed little faith in the magicians ability to truely know what was truely happening at under temple, so it matters little to him that it was wrong. But the power to do what Rocheleen has revealed ... that is power to be taken on carefully.There are only three of us left. But Hoegor knows that he will goe down alone if he has to. He has a promise to keep to Haldamir. But there is little else he can do at this point but keep him, and the others, fed. There is little doubt in Hoegor's mind that what afflicts them comes from below. ***At Storm's abrupt departure, Hoegor rises to his feet, his spear and shield in hand as he does so. He follows Storm outside, slipping through the door and to one side so as to place him in the shadows of the building wall. His shield is on his arm, but his spear is held point down. Dogs have a better sense of friend and foe than humans, in many cases. But he stands loose and alert, just in case. Hoegor barks out an angry challenge to the rider once he or she reaches about 30 feet away. Hoegor aches to lash out at something - but he trusts Storms instincts, and holds his peace for now. "Its a miserable night for travelling. Who are you and where do you go?"</blockquote>

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