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Date Posted: 14:27:05 12/01/02 Sun
Author: Panth
Subject: The question of the hour...
In reply to: Panth 's message, "A response and more..." on 17:57:47 11/28/02 Thu

"How... How do you stand to poison...?" She says, holding her wound, that splays through her fingers. She pulls more shurikens out and throws them into the goblins that lurch forth. A couple fall, but the rest continue as her force isn't suitable. "Go if you fear them." with that, Zenephret pulls a burst of life essence into her body, and begins her assault, taking goblins down just as easily, but with a certain weakness to her step. "At nightfall, I will be ok." Her bluff is obvious, but her fighting just as fervent. From her shadow arise 2 more that stand, yet have no depth. As goblins deter their attacks, the ones that touch these shadows thin out and are barely able to move themselves. One darkens, and seems to gain the same features as the shadows that effect it. Through this, Znephret slays more goblins than ever. A small mob dissipates, and she leans against the wall once more. "Shadow dancer... A rogue offshoot..." With that she faints, and the shadows that came from her evaporate to nothing. One or two goblin shaped ones lay, shaking feverishly.

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An explosive retaliation====> -- Fanduil, 16:22:13 12/01/02 Sun
- Devine Intervention? -- Panth, 16:09:05 12/02/02 Mon
  - Too weak==> -- Fanduil, 15:02:29 12/03/02 Tue
    - No Where Fast -- Panth, 16:26:58 12/05/02 Thu
      - *Fanduil's body stirs and he groans as he slowly slips in and out of consciousness, finaly after about an hour or so his eyes flutter open, and he wakes up. His head throbbing, and his body extremely fatigued due to the massive blood loss he attempts to stand, but his muscles refuse to work. So he simply rolls over onto his back and stares at the now darkened night sky. The pain from his wound had begun to ease off.* (NT) -- Fanduil, 09:45:50 12/07/02 Sat
        Somewhere between 4 to 8 hours later, Zenphret hops to her feet full of energy. She searches the rubble for a tower shield, and finds about half of one. Returning to her comrade, she ties some rope to the shield, and slides him onto it. She drags him on the shield out of the city as soon as she finds all the coins she's gonna get. (NT) -- Panth, 15:12:51 12/08/02 Sun
        *Fanduil stirs from his slumber, to find himself being dragged away from the city on a makeshift stretcher, he tries to speak, but his words are weak, and inaudiable. He continues to try to speak until he finaly is able to speak one barely audiable word*....Th...a..ank....ssss....*His head still throbbing from the infectious wound on his leg.* (NT) -- Fanduil, 15:52:18 12/08/02 Sun
        OOC: On the Road (NT) -- Panth, 15:32:55 12/12/02 Thu