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<blockquote data-quote="Gregor" data-source="post: 5708322" data-attributes="member: 11751">********Seaquen (Under the Warehouse)Lars, you can barely see anything underneath the warehouse.&nbsp; Perhaps out of fear from your pursuers, or just plain craziness, you use the momentum from your jump to swing your body forward like a pendulum and you release.&nbsp; You feel a momentary weightlessness as you move through the briny air, with nothing but the cold, dark, crashing of the ocean below you.&nbsp; Maybe 6 or 7 feet from the trap door, your outstretched arms manage to find a salt encrusted horizontal support beam that runs beneath the floor of the warehouse.&nbsp; You slam into it, bruising your arms and pull yourself up so that you're hugging the beam.&nbsp; Your body shivers with adrenaline and suddenly a surge of pain scores across your chest as the conjured acid strikes you again.&nbsp; You grip the beam with all your might as the acid burns and you almost black out from the pain.&nbsp; Finally it subsides and you remain conscious though extremely injured.Above you comes the sound of boots on the wooden floor and calls of: &quot;Where in the nine hells did he go?&quot; and &quot;the fool dove into the ocean!&quot;&nbsp; After a moment, the trap door slams shut and you hear a a heavy crate being pushed over top of it.&nbsp; Lowduke's now unmistakable voice screams out: &quot;Get outside you worthless worms and find him.&nbsp; I don't care if you have to fish his corpse from the waters, I want him found.&nbsp; And someone get on the roof and cut that rope and fix the window.&nbsp; Move!&quot;[GM]Lars, you're at 1 hp.&nbsp; We are off initiative for now.[/GM]</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Gregor, post: 5708322, member: 11751"] ******** [B]Seaquen (Under the Warehouse)[/B] Lars, you can barely see anything underneath the warehouse. Perhaps out of fear from your pursuers, or just plain craziness, you use the momentum from your jump to swing your body forward like a pendulum and you release. You feel a momentary weightlessness as you move through the briny air, with nothing but the cold, dark, crashing of the ocean below you. Maybe 6 or 7 feet from the trap door, your outstretched arms manage to find a salt encrusted horizontal support beam that runs beneath the floor of the warehouse. You slam into it, bruising your arms and pull yourself up so that you're hugging the beam. Your body shivers with adrenaline and suddenly a surge of pain scores across your chest as the conjured acid strikes you again. You grip the beam with all your might as the acid burns and you almost black out from the pain. Finally it subsides and you remain conscious though extremely injured. Above you comes the sound of boots on the wooden floor and calls of: "Where in the nine hells did he go?" and "the fool dove into the ocean!" After a moment, the trap door slams shut and you hear a a heavy crate being pushed over top of it. Lowduke's now unmistakable voice screams out: [COLOR="Red"][I]"Get outside you worthless worms and find him. I don't care if you have to fish his corpse from the waters, I want him found. And someone get on the roof and cut that rope and fix the window. Move!"[/I][/COLOR] [GM]Lars, you're at 1 hp. We are off initiative for now.[/GM] [/QUOTE]

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