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....Noticing the blood on my hands I settled myself down. Remembering what my old master taught me I clasp my hands together and concentraited on the words he said. Imediately my inner essence soothed and the gash on my left arm closed.
Taking only minutes to recover I became aware of my surroundings.The faint glow of magic eminating from the mace of balance gave me enough light to see 10 feet or so in front of me. The floor looked like wilted grass and walls a greenish moss covered some sort of stone work. Humidity and heat started to draw sweat from my massive arms and chest. This passage almost felt alive matching my every breath and heart beat.
Wondering in circles it seemed I thought I heard a faint sound. A trickle of water perhaps..Following the heavier moss and small signs I stopped to what appeared to be a dead end. The strong odors of foul beasts filled my senses. My skin started to sting and I felt a strong urgency to hasten my actions to see my comrads again. Knowing we must find what we came here for....
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