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Kneeling in exhaustion, Krazixs feels a trickle of blood run down his face. The horses flaming hooves must have grazed him. A warm feeling was spreading to the area, Krazixs feels the power of the amulet take hold cleansing him of the poison and sickness already beginning to fester. Feeling a bit sickly the elf gets shakily to his knees vertigo spinning his vision around. Wondering if the amulet had power enough to cleanse the wound completely, Krazixs waits for the others to attack.
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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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