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<blockquote data-quote="Trouvere" data-source="post: 3804803" data-attributes="member: 37250">Keldar finds himself facing Rapture through a haze of drifting ash and dust, with no further enemies to fight.&nbsp; &quot;Galwynn...!&quot; he exclaims and rushes around the wall&nbsp; &quot;Is... is he- still-&quot; he stammers, flopping down on the nearest step next to Tarag and supporting Galwynn's head.As Chennet's healing power takes effect and Galwynn's colour improves, Keldar takes a deep breath.&nbsp; &quot;You look terrible,&quot; he says. &quot;And you're injured.&quot;&nbsp; He flashes Galwynn a smile and goes to collect the daggers he has left scattered around the hall.&quot;That was a mighty battle worthy of song,&quot; he says.&nbsp; &quot;And you know who we have to thank for our victory, eh? Tommy? eh?&quot;&nbsp; He points at the mage.&nbsp; &quot;That's right!&nbsp; Keldar!&nbsp; Slayer of three elementals!&quot;&nbsp; He bows.Keldar's smile fades.&nbsp; &quot;We're not in good shape, though, are we?&nbsp; Galwynn's barely conscious, Tarag took a beating too.... And I still have to risk my neck with Thyrin's ridiculous trapped daises - because we are not fighting anything on this floor again.&quot;He goes to Tarag and Galwynn, and nudges the cleric.&nbsp; &quot;Listen... I don't want to sound cold-hearted.&nbsp; But I still have a job to do here, and - you never know - I might get hit by a falling block, or jabbed by a blade, or torched.&nbsp; Can you keep a prayer in reserve for me?&nbsp; Galwynn, will you last as you are?&nbsp; Just give me some time to look for the summoners, and then I think we should get you downstairs, and off to a nice tavern in Grenton, and Tarag can heal himself and you!&nbsp; I'm fast losing patience with Thyrin and his stupid tower, and I don't care if he has to wait a week for rescue!&nbsp; It's his own fault.&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Trouvere, post: 3804803, member: 37250"] Keldar finds himself facing Rapture through a haze of drifting ash and dust, with no further enemies to fight. "Galwynn...!" he exclaims and rushes around the wall "Is... is he- still-" he stammers, flopping down on the nearest step next to Tarag and supporting Galwynn's head. As Chennet's healing power takes effect and Galwynn's colour improves, Keldar takes a deep breath. "You look terrible," he says. "And you're injured." He flashes Galwynn a smile and goes to collect the daggers he has left scattered around the hall. "That was a mighty battle worthy of song," he says. "And you know who we have to thank for our victory, eh? Tommy? eh?" He points at the mage. "That's right! Keldar! Slayer of three elementals!" He bows. Keldar's smile fades. "We're not in good shape, though, are we? Galwynn's barely conscious, Tarag took a beating too.... And I still have to risk my neck with Thyrin's ridiculous trapped daises - because we are [I]not[/I] fighting anything on this floor again." He goes to Tarag and Galwynn, and nudges the cleric. "Listen... I don't want to sound cold-hearted. But I still have a job to do here, and - you never know - I might get hit by a falling block, or jabbed by a blade, or torched. Can you keep a prayer in reserve for me? Galwynn, will you last as you are? Just give me some time to look for the summoners, and then I think we should get you downstairs, and off to a nice tavern in Grenton, and Tarag can heal himself and you! I'm fast losing patience with Thyrin and his stupid tower, and I don't care if he has to wait a week for rescue! It's his own fault." [/QUOTE]

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