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As the sky and ground around him went dark, Lorath shivered. He hadn't expected the storm clouds to progress that fast, nor to be this thick. He was broken from these thoughts as the lizardmen charged, and he gave them ample berth to avoid getting trampled.
A second time he shivered, and quickly reached into his bag looking for things he had left there previously. He put on his robe and wizard hat, and looked at his traveling companions. "It looks like there's going to be a thunderstorm on us in just a couple of minutes," he told them, "and I have no plans to be out in the open or under a tree when it gets here. We can take cover in their huts while the storm passes. I'm sure we can make them understand somehow that we mean them no harm and simply don't want to get struck by lightning." He started off at a slow pace, then getting quicker as the weather worsened.
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