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Lorath

The flat top of the pillar was easy for Lorath to pull himself up on to, and from his new vantage point he had a good view of the room and the corridor behind him. Lurking back in the corridor that he had turned right from was a dark shadow under the water, it seemed to sense him watching and withdrew out of sight, but after a few seconds, what looked like a yellow pair of eyes on narrow, red stalks snuck their way around the corner to watch him.

There was no way for the elf to tell what the vague shadow was, though it looked to have been about as large as Ulik, and maybe then some.

The room he was in was rather unremarkable, the floor was covered in a large amount of crystal shards, and that was about the only decoration. The shards looked like they might have come from crystal globes, judging by their curved shapes, and like they had been broken recently, since the water hadn't dulled the edges yet. There were enough of them for the layer to be around a foot thick, anyone who tried to walk across it would probably find their feet sliced apart by the sharp crystal.

As Lorath looked around, though, he spotted something on the floor, half-buried under the crystal. It looked like a slightly curved, point-less shortsword. It was nearest the entryway he hadn't come in through.


Ulik, Evon

Ulik slept on, having odd, nonsensical dreams wherein it seemed perfectly sensible to spend half an hour arguing with someone about whether proper apples were red or green.


Bas, Anne, Tamora, Balth

Balth took a few seconds to answer, seeming to look around the clearing before he did so, "No, I've no clue," he told Tamora, as he joined the others around the fallen Anne, sprinting there despite the short distance, he watched intently as Bas worked his healing magic, "But at the moment I'd say we've got more important things to worry about, don't you?"

Though Anne's pain was already intense, the healing spells almost seemed to make it worse. She could feel the bone splinters re-arranging themselves back into their original shape, knitting themselves together. The pain began to subside after a few seconds, as the initial flurry of activity came to an end, and then it was actually less than it had been at first.

Her leg was still badly bruised, to be exact almost the entirety of it was a deep purple flecked with red, but no longer were there any jagged shards of bone almost puncturing the skin and it didn't seem like anything had ruptured on the inside. It would probably make her pass out if she tried to walk on the leg right then and there, but if she sucked up the pain, it could be done.

"Impressive..." her and Tamora heard Balth mutter under his breath, as the magic worked it's... Magic, on the rogue's leg, Bas was too busy actually casting the spell to hear the elf.

"Do you think you can walk again?" Balth asked of Anne, as the spellcasting ended, helping her into a sitting position if she did not resist, "That fall you took could easily have killed you if you had landed wrong."

(Anne regains 8 HP, 22 HP remain.)

[ 02-27-2007, 11:45 PM: Message edited by: PurpleXVI ]