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<blockquote data-quote="SlagMortar" data-source="post: 4083119" data-attributes="member: 24821">Once the fear effect leaves off, Beamer sets about finding the rest of the group again.&nbsp; Fortunately, they are able to find him in spite of his wanderings.&nbsp; He says weakly, &quot;Boy am I glad to see you guys.&nbsp; Are you all ok?&quot;&nbsp; His eyes are downcast and he is clearly ashamed from his reaction to the enemies.&nbsp; As the fever begins to take hold, his true worst fears come to life.&nbsp; He moans throughout the night, occasionally gaining enough coherency to yell, &quot;It's back!&nbsp; It's back!&quot;.&nbsp; It is unclear to the untrained eye whether the disease itself or somehow Beamer's mental reaction to it is really the problem.&nbsp; The warm, soft face of a female halfling speaks soothing words into Beamer's ears, just barely audible, so soft he is unable to make out the meanings.&nbsp; &quot;Flesh so fine, so fine to tear, to gash the skin; skin to strip, to plait, so nice to plait the strips, so nice, so red the drops that fall; blood so red, so red, so sweet; sweet screams, pretty screams, singing screams, scream your song, sing your screams...&quot; (ooc: thanks to Robert Jordan RIP for the creepy words)&nbsp; Comprehension twists Beamer's face into a knot of horror.&nbsp; He calls on the burning power inside him, arcane words formed by his twisted lips, and is about to release when ...&quot;...the face morphs into his friend Ogrin saying &quot;Hey buddy... Hang in there. You'll pull through. If we beat the hag, you can beat this. Here, hold on to this - if ya start feelin groggy, just think of Ol' Ogrin laying down the law on her hideousness' backside as she was re-treet-in'! That'll cheer you right up, 't'will!&quot;.&nbsp; Beamer is just able to pull his magic back due to the extensive practice he has managed in the last year.&nbsp; &quot;Stay- Stay back, friend.&nbsp; I-I don't want to hurt anyone ... can't control...&nbsp; It's back!&quot;&nbsp; Beamer's eyes roll back in his head and he passes out in a fitful, sweat-drenched sleep.OOC:Beamer's back story for adventuring is that he was thrown out of villiage for accidently striking out during a fever at his nursemaid.&nbsp; He believes the fever was the spawn of his powers.&nbsp; He is not sure whether the power was left to him by whatever power caused the disease or the power grew inside him allowing him to fight the disease off.&nbsp; In talking to Azaroth - another sorcerer who was obsessed with demons - in his first adventure, Beamer came to the theory that the original fever might have been a demon possession that left him with his sorcerer's powers.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="SlagMortar, post: 4083119, member: 24821"] Once the fear effect leaves off, Beamer sets about finding the rest of the group again. Fortunately, they are able to find him in spite of his wanderings. He says weakly, "Boy am I glad to see you guys. Are you all ok?" His eyes are downcast and he is clearly ashamed from his reaction to the enemies. As the fever begins to take hold, his true worst fears come to life. He moans throughout the night, occasionally gaining enough coherency to yell, "It's back! It's back!". It is unclear to the untrained eye whether the disease itself or somehow Beamer's mental reaction to it is really the problem. [I]The warm, soft face of a female halfling speaks soothing words into Beamer's ears, just barely audible, so soft he is unable to make out the meanings. [size=1]"Flesh so fine, so fine to tear, to gash the skin; skin to strip, to plait, so nice to plait the strips, so nice, so red the drops that fall; blood so red, so red, so sweet; sweet screams, pretty screams, singing screams, scream your song, sing your screams..." (ooc: thanks to Robert Jordan RIP for the creepy words)[/size] Comprehension twists Beamer's face into a knot of horror. He calls on the burning power inside him, arcane words formed by his twisted lips, and is about to release when ..."[/I] ...the face morphs into his friend Ogrin saying [color=teal]"Hey buddy... Hang in there. You'll pull through. If we beat the hag, you can beat this. Here, hold on to this - if ya start feelin groggy, just think of Ol' Ogrin laying down the law on her hideousness' backside as she was re-treet-in'! That'll cheer you right up, 't'will!"[/color]. Beamer is just able to pull his magic back due to the extensive practice he has managed in the last year. "Stay- Stay back, friend. I-I don't want to hurt anyone ... can't control... It's back!" Beamer's eyes roll back in his head and he passes out in a fitful, sweat-drenched sleep. [size=1]OOC:Beamer's back story for adventuring is that he was thrown out of villiage for accidently striking out during a fever at his nursemaid. He believes the fever was the spawn of his powers. He is not sure whether the power was left to him by whatever power caused the disease or the power grew inside him allowing him to fight the disease off. In talking to Azaroth - another sorcerer who was obsessed with demons - in his first adventure, Beamer came to the theory that the original fever might have been a demon possession that left him with his sorcerer's powers.[/size] [/QUOTE]

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