Posted by Tuyhon on September 3, 2000 at 14:38:59:

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Balrahd whispers 'Thror is in the realms.'

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Vironas peers around himself intently.
Lewade reaches down and scratches herself... Now she looks VERY happy.

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Vironas says 'oh'

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Proserpina raises an eyebrow.

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Astillian looks at Thror.

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Dowanhowee looks at Thror.

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Lewade shivers uncomfortably.

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Shermie eats a berry pie.

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Lewade utters the words, 'gpuzre ay zrzqculaquhl'.
Lewade is surrounded by a shield crackling with electricity.

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Vironas looks at Thror.

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Nicolette respectfully kneels before Thror.
Arvam nudges Balrahd.

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Balrahd chuckles at his own joke, since none of you would.

<607hp 454m 494mv> l thror
Weathered by age is a short, yet stout demihuman, unbroken to the natural
eye. This dwarf carries himself with a choppy stride, yet his tightly
corded muscles grow taunt as he moved in any particular direction.
Eyes the color of the sea twinkle beneath his low brow, shadowed by fiery
red eyebrows. His forehead is wrinkled, creased as if he is in deep
thought. Locks of reddish hair cascade down his shoulders, twisted into
a finely corded braid that ends just past his broad shoulderblades.
His chest is adorned with an large plate, soot and ash covering it thoroughly.
Upon his short, stubby fingers are twin rings of mithril, still smouldering
with heat. His stocky form looks somewhat bent, as if a large weight
sits on his shoulders. Though this is hidden beneath a facade of pride
and honor that he displays through each movement.

Upon his tightly corded forearms are jagged scars. Each scar is just above the wrist, and look to have been quite painful.

Though his presence is an impression that seems infallable, it is his honesty purity and the passion in his eyes that seems uncanny.
Thror, a male dwarf, is in perfect health.

Thror is using:
a loincloth
a set of manacles crafted by a god
a set of manacles crafted by a god
a set of chains to hold a god

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Nicolette looks at Thror.

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Ashaxreyn says 'No, more like he's right here.'

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Proserpina looks at Thror.

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Balrahd bows before Thror.

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Shermie beams a smile at Thror.

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Lewade looks at Thror.

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Thror starts moaning.

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Ashaxreyn says 'Or well, his apparition, at least.'

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Arvam looks at Thror.

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Chayan looks at Thror.

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Balrahd looks at Thror.
Shermie whispers 'Nice to see you not cursing anymore..'

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Astillian says 'Everybody Grab hands'

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Chayan sighs.

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Kelron looks at Thror.

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Arvam says 'Holy...'

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Astillian says 'Form a ring around lord Thror'

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Dowanhowee shivers uncomfortably.

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Arvam blinks.

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Chayan reaches out and clasps Thror's hand.

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Lewade steps away from Thror.

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Arvam says 'Righto'

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Kelron joins the ring.

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Lewade grimaces painfully at the thought.

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Kelron lays his hands upon Thror as they begin to glow a rosy hue.
Kelron sags slightly under the burden of his transfered afflictions as Thror looks better.

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Nicolette reaches out and clasps Arvam's hand.

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Vironas joins the ring

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Kelron screams in agony as plague sores erupt from his skin.

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Lewade joins the ring.
Kelron writhes in agony as plague sores erupt from his skin.
Kelron's sickness grazes him.

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Dowanhowee joins the ring.

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Thror groans loudly.

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Nicolette stands up.
Dowanhowee reaches out and clasps Astillian's hand.

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Nicolette lays her hands upon Kelron's head, healing him.

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Shermie whispers 'Hmm...whos going to grab my hands?'

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Proserpina frowns worriedly.

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Balrahd lays his hands upon Kelron's head, healing him.
Arvam takes Nicolette and Astillian's hand.

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Chayan joins the ring

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Dowanhowee eats a berry pie.

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Astillian takes Shermies hand.

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Arvam looks slightly green for a moment.

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The rain stopped.

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Astillian says

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