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Post by edisoncarter on May 24, 2007 23:44:37 GMT -5
Though Nilou tries not to get flung into the hull of the boat, she does, and clatters to the deck just barely missing folks with hooves and hands. It takes her a moment to recognize what way it up.
"Ah, well, that's all done now," she mutters, her voice cloudy from the ringing pain in her jaw that's quickly spreading through her skull. "It's like you struck a bell. Fascinating. Rather like being badly hung over. Wouldn't have thought."
And then her eyes start watering from the pain. But it'll subside. This isn't the first blow to the head she's ever sustained...
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Post by feq on May 25, 2007 9:01:48 GMT -5
"skald" Vatndir said incredulously, "I imagine you should be a bit more careful. I'd rather keep my promise to save you against something not caused by the party. Besides. Its your draw on the gems."
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Post by Stix on May 25, 2007 11:13:08 GMT -5
As Nilou is struck, Robert leaps to his feet in alarm, glancing all around to get an idea of what he missed.
"What happened?"
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Post by john on May 25, 2007 16:26:06 GMT -5
John resumes feeling ill after a few moments, his gorge choosing this moment to rise and make him feel quite ill at ease in this setting.
"Ungh."
He lurches to the side of the boat again.
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