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Vincent Pathfinder 56/98
"How could I have run the wrong way, I bring shame to the Pathfinder name. Foolish, surrounding yourself on a small body of land with water all about, what the hell was I thinking" .Searching around for a way out, he faintly heard what the cleric said from above and what the bladesinger was saying from as far away as he was. The blood was rushing and he was losing the battle of survival. " I have done nothing but make childish mistakes all the way through this ordeal, shattering my bow, oh gods, what was I thinking, silly fonkin."Yevaud was motioning in the opposite direction of which he had run, the leeches were closing in fast on his area and he would more then likely get run down no matter which he went. He knew there hunger, and knew that just killing a few of them would do him no good what so ever. " So the odds are against me, run the opposite way and possibly die, or run the way I have been going, and die out of breath and water logged." With a shrug of his shoulder's he glanced up at Annarima, smiled and shouted "I would be a load stone for you, there is no way you can support the two of us, I will take my chances come what may. May the Gods bring favor to you. " and with that, he spead back towards where Yevaud had motioned, with a prayer on his lips and hopefully fleet enough of foot to out run some ravaging leeches..
ooc: edited for sig, content and other stuff.
[ 07-27-2006, 04:42 PM: Message edited by: Elif Godson ]
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