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GREENTUNIC (Shaken by the loss of his two friends and of his wolves, he calls on more wolves from the forest. However these are further away, and will take some time to get there. He has only nine left in his Grove, and they are scttered thoughout the land. He sends mental calls to them, but all but one object that the party is too strong. The last, Chiarra, sends a pigeon with the word that she and her pack will attack but not before the morrow at the earliest. Disappointed, he goes to his daughter's bedside and again casts all of his healing spells upon her. Momentarily, her ashen face brightens and she seems in the pink of health, again, but once again the holy sword's wound refuses to heal before the wild magic. He buries his head in the rough sheets in despair.)
[ 06-23-2002, 08:32 AM: Message edited by: Attalus ]
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