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<blockquote data-quote="Manbearcat" data-source="post: 6887011" data-attributes="member: 6696971">With great strain, you increase the magical radiance of your Light spell tenfold.&nbsp; [sblock]Cost.&nbsp; Take 1d4 damage (no armor).[/sblock]The thunderous roar by the great grizzly coupled with the awful light causes the Dark Trees to recoil violently.&nbsp; Branches fold inward to protect their pupiless &quot;eyes&quot; from the light and they shrink back.&nbsp; That is when it happens.This jaunt downwards definitely terminates at the river somewhere below.&nbsp; But this gentle slope is little more than a brief reprieve, a shelf to another steep embankment.&nbsp; At their violent protest, the massive root systems of the huge trees suddenly explode from the blackened, soupy, detritus-laden earth.&nbsp; The earth rumbles and gives way.You and Rawr find yourselves pitched backward, tumbling down, down, down.&nbsp; Somehow you keep your sword in your hand.&nbsp; The tumble itself isn't costly.&nbsp; However, what awaits you at the bottom may yet be...The steep grade meagerly levels out.&nbsp; Your momentum is only so very slightly stolen.&nbsp; Not nearly enough.&nbsp; The now augmented light of your sword gives you clear view to the thick black flow that you're both sliding toward, uncontrolled, at high speed!&nbsp;&nbsp; The shoreline is like the charred lips of a burned corpse.&nbsp; The necrotic river is the dead maw.&nbsp; Nothing lives here...</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Manbearcat, post: 6887011, member: 6696971"] With great strain, you increase the magical radiance of your Light spell tenfold. [sblock]Cost. Take 1d4 damage (no armor).[/sblock] The thunderous roar by the great grizzly coupled with the awful light causes the Dark Trees to recoil violently. Branches fold inward to protect their pupiless "eyes" from the light and they shrink back. That is when it happens. This jaunt downwards definitely terminates at the river somewhere below. But this gentle slope is little more than a brief reprieve, a shelf to another steep embankment. At their violent protest, the massive root systems of the huge trees suddenly explode from the blackened, soupy, detritus-laden earth. The earth rumbles and gives way. You and Rawr find yourselves pitched backward, tumbling down, down, down. Somehow you keep your sword in your hand. The tumble itself isn't costly. However, what awaits you at the bottom may yet be... The steep grade meagerly levels out. Your momentum is only so very slightly stolen. Not nearly enough. The now augmented light of your sword gives you clear view to the thick black flow that you're both sliding toward, uncontrolled, at high speed! The shoreline is like the charred lips of a burned corpse. The necrotic river is the dead maw. Nothing lives here... [/QUOTE]

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