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Not feeling like eating since the encounter Krazixs stands a bit away from the group trying to get his thoughts in order. Something happened back there that he couldn't explain, another part of himself came to surface. That other part that was confident and sure, powerful and wise. He could still feel it there but it was trapped locked away, and the small elf did not know what to do. Fear and cowardice were now forefront in his emotions, but for the first time determination and resolve were there also. He felt that the other side of him was his true self somehow forgotten and locked away. He needed answers and still something kept tugging at him in this tomb, something he needed. It was there on the tip of his memory, but just as quick gone. He looked at the portly friar idly wiping food crumbs off of his stately stomach, something tickled feelings, almost like a kinship but not. Feeling helpless the elf wanders over and sits down in the circle of companions, waiting for the next move.
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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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