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<blockquote data-quote="Mithreander" data-source="post: 1080287" data-attributes="member: 13791">Jollunia, opens her eyes reluctantly as the fresh water is applied to her lips, and grabs instintively to the offered liquid.She slows down in her desperate attempt to rehydrate herself, and looks then to the dwarf, who was offering the water. &quot;Hintal?&quot; She asks deleriously, thinking it was a dwarf that had traveled with her in her last group. &quot;Your dead... and where is your armor... you never took off your armor...&quot; she mumbles as the kindly dwarf helps her to a sitting position.With the new perspective, Jollunia remembered the reck, and the ensuing voyage through the sea. Her eyes clear and looks around with true awareness. Right then, she heard the whistle, and the cry for orginization. She shook her head and looks back to the dwarf. &quot;Thank you, sir.&quot; Remembering the original words spolken to her, she amends &quot;Dural...&quot; She start to struggle to her feet, and finds Dural there to help her. &quot;Thank you again. We probbale should see what the ruckus is about.&quot; She scans the area for her sheild and spear. Not seeing them she asks the dwarf &quot;Have you seen a spear and sheild... seems I've missplaced them.&quot; The white of the sand blends with the white of her clothing, though the water stains do not.[OoC: What's the weather like? I'm imagining a tropical setting, but I figure I may be completely off! Thanks!]</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Mithreander, post: 1080287, member: 13791"] Jollunia, opens her eyes reluctantly as the fresh water is applied to her lips, and grabs instintively to the offered liquid. She slows down in her desperate attempt to rehydrate herself, and looks then to the dwarf, who was offering the water. "Hintal?" She asks deleriously, thinking it was a dwarf that had traveled with her in her last group. "Your dead... and where is your armor... you never took off your armor..." she mumbles as the kindly dwarf helps her to a sitting position. With the new perspective, Jollunia remembered the reck, and the ensuing voyage through the sea. Her eyes clear and looks around with true awareness. Right then, she heard the whistle, and the cry for orginization. She shook her head and looks back to the dwarf. "Thank you, sir." Remembering the original words spolken to her, she amends "Dural..." She start to struggle to her feet, and finds Dural there to help her. "Thank you again. We probbale should see what the ruckus is about." She scans the area for her sheild and spear. Not seeing them she asks the dwarf "Have you seen a spear and sheild... seems I've missplaced them." The white of the sand blends with the white of her clothing, though the water stains do not. [OoC: What's the weather like? I'm imagining a tropical setting, but I figure I may be completely off! Thanks!] [/QUOTE]

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