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Staring off into the distance, Vinoh was still coming to grips with what he had felt. He knows the others felt it as well and is glad he had the self-control needed to sever the link he created, otherwise the Dark would have had a new group of mindless servants...
However, he feels deeply troubled. Sensitive powers are his specialty, but what good would they be in the Tomb of Velix if a simple mind sweep would make him and perhaps the entire group vulnerable to these eldricht energies? Would he have to rely solely on his physical powers? Would they even be enough? The mind mage ponders all of this as he watches Darghon's clean up operation. He does not want to end up like this, nothing but a charred, lifeless, powerless corpse. He would not allow it.
Shaking his head to dispell all the dread he was feeling, Vinoh adresses his friends:
"Well, it would seem our objective is now clear. Tower is heading north, which is where the Tomb of Velix is located. Needless to say, this is where the dark will be at its strongest, as you all probably felt during my mental probe. We need to get going as quickly as possibly to take advantage of daylight.
We should all pack as many provisions as possible, especially water, although Darghon's elemental powers can surely ensure that we'll never run out of it."
Vinoh then approaches Father Quadrial.
"Father, I fear my powers will be limited once we reach the Tomb, as I don't think I'll be able to use my sensitive powers freely. All I have left are my physical powers and this simple club. Would you be able to bless it, so that I may at least have a chance against the Dark should I exhaust my mental strength?"
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