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ooc: I don't think I want to be THAT close to father Quadriel anymore lol
Krazixs stays near the center of the group as Father Quadriel takes a position a little ahead of him. The feel of the tunnel, seemed to bring up old memories and unpleasant thoughts. Something about this seemed familiar to the elf, he just couldn't put his finger on it.
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The Kender in your party has just screamed in fear. Please roll a d20 to see how many of your body parts are still identifiable.
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