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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Badger" data-source="post: 1061946" data-attributes="member: 7252">Toskar Shieldsplitter (male dwarven fighter)~The gates to the Moradin's Great Hall...by the gods...why am I seeing them? Could it be that my time has come? By the Maker's hammer, why does the hall smell of salt?~ Toskar's question was answered a moment later when a wave crashed over his head and brought his senses back to the present in a rush.All around him the world zoomed in, and Toskar cursed as he closed his eyes and pushed the crystal lenses off of his nose, reminding himself once again of the dangers of the glasses. Reopening his eyes, Toskar saw only carnage around him and wondered if any others had survived.Standing on slightly unsteady legs, Toskar saw others stirring as well, and silently thanked the Maker that the sea had not claimed everyone. Hooking his mace securely onto his belt, Tosker began walking towards the others wanting to see who the other survivors were.</blockquote>