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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Le Noir Faineant" data-source="post: 3352317" data-attributes="member: 30898">Right now, in the middle of this alien scenario, you find yourself way too upset to calculate anything... You are just sure that the undead have not come to kill you, for they would already done so if they wanted. [The skeltons have no lips, just blank jaw bones that move up and down... I doubt that it will be possible to read from them.]You recall to have seen this sign once - long ago, but right now cannot tell when... Strangely, the absurd it might be in this unreal and threatening atmosphere, you are reminded of your childhood days... [I am alright with that.]In the very moment that Titus raises his hand to perform a sign to unleash a spell that would free at least some of the undead warriors from their eternal service, the skeleton captain's hand shoots forward and the cold fingers break through the cleric's armour, stinging into his flesh, producing a pain like Titus has never felt before.Sweating all over his body, Titus goes down on one knee, the undead towering over him...But the skeleton warrior doesn't strike.Instead, he steps back into the fog, and his servants follow...You can still see them there, though, their burning eyes wlurking only few meters away in the darkness...</blockquote>