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Roget,

The rain is heavy and fast and it stings when it hits. Yet, almost as soon as it does, you become aroused. As the cloud descends, you feel a strange energy invigorating you… And you know her name…

Game Voice: You may eliminate one more point of your CON loss - which, if I recall correctly, should return you to the +2 bonus level and restore your hit points to their natural level.

Roderick,

DM Voice: A clarification… When I first introduced you to your “vision girl”, I described her as a “young woman”. However, in my mind, she was always a girl of perhaps twelve. Later, I realized from one of your comments that you imagined her as older than I did. So, I hereby retroactively assign her age at precisely 15ish. This makes her young enough that she fits my image, but still old enough to be considered a “woman” by a lecherous old man such as Roderick. In fact, there is a certain duality in her that confuses Roderick. She really does seem to be BOTH a young girl and a (very alluring) woman.

Prophetic-Vision Voice: While the battle rages, you catch something in your peripheral vision. You turn to see the young girl you originally met in the dead village of Gressa. She looks up at you with a serious expression on her face and says, “If Roget needs help, you may give it. But only if he asks!” There is something terribly ominous about her voice. You feel frightened and a little embarrassed, as though you were being lectured by an elder.

Then she smiles. Just the slightest change of expression and you feel an immediate sense of relief. “Don't you just LOVE the rain?”, she asks, turning her head up into the sky.

Reflexively, you follow her gaze up into the sky. The rain is still pelting down so hard it actually HURTS. When you look back down - and you knew this even before you looked - she is gone.

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