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PostPosted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 5:54 pm
by Bread Butterbeard
Flansburgh rolled over and sat up the healing engery having worked, though he was still very weak.

"My thanks to you priestess..."

PostPosted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 10:53 am
by Believer
Syrine sat there next to him, tears of worry trailing down her cheeks as she watched her uncle sit up "U.....Uncle?" she studdered.

The high priestess nodded her head slightly "Get some rest and you shall recover fully" she said in a serious yet kind tone