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The darknight before him Krazixs listened to the idle chatter as they descended down the tomb. Smiling at the memories the other's shared Krazixs wished he could share in it. His memories were like ghosts in a deep fog, just beyond his sight and never clear. Determination steeled the elf's heart, he had a plan now, something that had occured to him while asleep. He just had to get to Vinoh.
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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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