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bald_headed_yeti wrote:
Iron Ranger wrote:
[the new vigor +9 and the desperately needed rest +7 bring Votin to max! HP]
[26?]
[yes. 26/26]
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bald_headed_yeti wrote:
Votin arises refreshed...no more sluggishness...he assumes the watch and patrols the current area.
"Rest my friend, so we can continue."
It is pitch black as Votin awakens to the prodding and hissing from the newcomer.
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"Aye, that I will, I am weary and my eyes are heavy," states Narrhil, he gives Votin Tillak's unlit torch, and then he moves away from the location of the entrance and curls into a ball. Warmed by the magical ring on his finger.
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Caveman wrote:
"Aye, that I will, I am weary and my eyes are heavy," states Narrhil, he gives Votin Tillak's unlit torch, and then he moves away from the location of the entrance and curls into a ball. Warmed by the magical ring on his finger.
Narrhil tosses to and fro, he just cant get comfortable to fall asleep with his heavy winter robes on. Thankful he at least removed the fox cap --unfortunately he still breaks a sweat.
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Narrhil removes his winter robes and uses them to lie on. A creature of the ice and snow, it was confusing to him to be so warm, but if he had to walk around half naked in his trews and boots, he would do so...
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Caveman wrote:
Narrhil removes his winter robes and uses them to lie on. A creature of the ice and snow, it was confusing to him to be so warm, but if he had to walk around half naked in his trews and boots, he would do so...
At last, the weary traveller slips away... to repair the frigid crystalline network of his magical rememberings.
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Votin is ever vigilant using his senses to enhance his awareness...
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Time seems to stop again as the silence and blindness press in. If not for the gentle buzzing coming from the snouts of the warlock and the magician, Votin would think himself frozen in time again.
He loses complete track of the minutes squeezing hard on the unlit torch in his hands, until he hears a faint snapping from upstairs. Very hard to hear form this distance, especially as they closed the kitchen/cellar door.
He strains his ears in the dark.
Again, a dull thud from up there somewhere!
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Votin nudges his companions and in a low voice,
"Awaken...I think we have guests upstairs."
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Narrhil groans awake, then realising there maybe danger, he quietens in the darkness.
"Light the torch Sir Votin, we need to see!"
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Votin complies with Narrhil's request and lights the torch.
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bald_headed_yeti wrote:
Votin complies with Narrhil's request and lights the torch.
Bright torchlight floods the domed chamber, everyone's eyes adjust.
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Narrhil moves to the opening gripping one of his picks and contemplating reaching for his wand.
The strains to listen, then asks, "you heard something?"
Votin might look oddly at the cryomancer, as he stripped down to the waist, only wearing his breeks and boots and looking kind off barbaric in nature (he it cold/cryo nature).
[OOC: Is Tillak still to tired to awaken?].
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Caveman wrote:
Narrhil moves to the opening gripping one of his picks and contemplating reaching for his wand.
The strains to listen, then asks, "you heard something?"
Votin might look oddly at the cryomancer, as he stripped down to the waist, only wearing his breeks and boots and looking kind off barbaric in nature (he it cold/cryo nature).
[OOC: Is Tillak still to tired to awaken?].
[Votin nudged Tillak for sure, let's see if he reacts.]
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[ALL roll d12!]
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bald_headed_yeti wrote:
Votin feels a vibration in the stone floor.
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Caveman wrote:
Narrhil Morrtos rolls d12 = 3
Narrhil does not feel a vibration in the stone floor.