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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Nephis" data-source="post: 9016657" data-attributes="member: 20459">Continuing to channel her life's energy into the child's body, ARUNNY wraps one of her arms firmly around the girl's body, attempting to shield them both from the dreadful sight of the strange, animate vomit. The priestess quickly revises her plan as the body of her charge begins to thrash and scratch and snarl and even to bite. Both arms now enfold the slight body which Arunny desperately drags forward, ignoring the pain and murmuring calming words with what breath she can spare. The temple stairs never seemed higher than they do right now. One step ... snarl, snap ... another step ... writhe, squirm ... one more step ... stumble, wrench. Arunny almost loses her grip several times, but she - Omthala's Searing Voice - continues to follow Her Voice and to bear the burden of this helpless child. Finally, they both stumble over the threshold, Arunny pulling the frail girl through an almost solid, gelatinous, wall of purple ... discordance? There are times that the priestess's synesthesia is strange even to herself. She looks down at their waif with a smile. "So, what is your name, dear child?"[HR][/HR]Arunny uses Primary Skill Endurance to muster herself and the little girl, Qamra, over the threshold: r(9) + 12 = 21 vs 16 Moderate DC: 6 Successes!!</blockquote>