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March 10 2001 at 11:57 PM

Response to He moved closer to the old crone....


Armitage comes to, stumbling through a tree line sparsly populated with a scattering of spruse. His horse's reins loosely wound around his hand jerked him out of his stupour as his horse raised its head to sniff at some imagined danger.

The headache from hell thundered through his skull. He seemed surprised that there was no physical damage as he ran his hand over his scalp. He muttered under his breath, "Everywhere I go, everything I do, I end up with a hellcursed headache!!!"

He looked around and picked out a few distant land marks, as best he could tell he wasn't far from the fight at the wagon. How the hell did he get here and what had happened to his wounds?

Standing beside an outcrop of rock Bethesda smiled, he will remember, when the time comes he will remember!!! Cackling to herself she turned and began the long journey home to the warmth of the fire.

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