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Message: <blockquote data-quote="HolyMan" data-source="post: 5133864" data-attributes="member: 84167">As the group advances across the back of the giant hand the wind starts to pick up. At first it is just a rough breeze but then it becomes stronger and stronger.  Pieces of ice and snow start to swirl past the group, and walking forward seems a chore. But they move on flying into the face of the wind even at it's strongest. The rocs and elemental swarms also plow forward but the strain of moving through the ferious storm starts to show on them. And finally the wind at it's strongest seems to be coming at you sideways and the debir is larger chunks of ice. A funnel forms ahead of you and covers a wide area of land. It moves eraticly but never venture's far from blocking your path. ****************************************** The distant cries of wolves feels the silent realm with their mourningful cry. Duretep can feel that The Urborg Giant has raised some sort of defense and it is taking the form of a wolf pack. The are out there stalking the alleys testing the air for a smell of fear.</blockquote>