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"Not right now," you tell Shuriken, "I think I'll stick around here for a bit first." Nobody seems to be sure if you were joking or not.
You carefully examine your surroundings again. The stone walls of the citadel go far off in both directions, dissapearing into the thick fog (no doubt also magically summoned). Shuriken is standing next to you, hand on her sword. Somewhere behind you is Fawriel, L33tz4n, Fooruman, and probably the unidentified guy with the CD player. Below you are several scattered rocks and a large smear of dried blood. Strangely, the blood is splattered as if it was shot from the doorway. Another crack of thunder is heard from the storm overhead, louder this time.
"I'm not sure it's safe being out here in the storm," L33tz4n says, "it might actually be better to go in."
I'm making saves automatic.
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