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Message: <blockquote data-quote="JimAde" data-source="post: 2607305" data-attributes="member: 16739">Krikit - Aranea (Gnome) SorcererOut from behind a pile of splintered wood walks a small man with jet black hair and beard, and sparkling blue eyes.  His once fine clothing is grubby and badly torn up.  He doesn't seem to have any injuries that would match the beating his clothing has taken, however.  He shakes his head in disgust as he examines the rents in the fine cloth.  "Do you know how hard it is to find this sort of thing in my size," he asks of nobody in particular.  He bats at his hair and clothes and dust and dirt falls off him in striking quantities, leaving him surprisingly clean.  Surveying the other survivors appraisingly he asks, "Is anyone hurt?"[OOC: Prestidigitation to clean myself up.]</blockquote>