From: Helle Salin Nielsen (Jhez_at_wanadoo.dk)
Date: Sat Dec 13 2003 - 16:40:00 GMT
"Nightwind?" Illyana asks softly. "Would you mind telling me exactly what
the elf said? Was it as Berryblood said or was there more to it?" Then she
looks around and it is as if she just now notices something. "And where is
Lyra and... ehm... the dwarf? Have you seen them?"
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Subject: Re: [Parlainth] PBeM 0.8.1 The Pre-Scourge Elf
Nightwind gaters himself dusting off a bit and shaking off some stiffness
from the fall. He glances around. Strangely his eyes flick over to Siri
first to
see if she is okay. When he sees Berryblood he shakes his head in sorrow
over
the death. When he sees Siri's unsteadiness he starts to move to comfort
her
but stops more than a bit confused by his actions. When the exploration
reveals
they maybe in the Southern catacombs he sighs "This will be fun. Now we
just
have to get out by ourselves out. We will manage it though." He checks his
bag
"I have trail rations." Then he looks up still feeling patient right now
and
not worried quite yet over thier situation
Kestrel gathers herself to her feet easily and is thankful she was only
bruised by the fall. She looks around for any life preferably animal, not
counting
the party members. She smiles as she spots where Nightwind's concern is.
Then
she looks around to see if any were injured badly by the fall. If any were
she
goes to help them first. She'll do more of first aid if its serious and
physician if they need more help.
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