[ his motion makes her even more paranoid, and she looks about like a frightened rabbit but nods along, gesturing to some barrels in the corner. she can squeeze inside of one, but the others are full... while she is well concealed (hide 19), he's going to have to make a hide check as well to see what he can do.
in the meantime, however, he catches snatches of conversation from outside: three voices, to be accurate. one british woman, with a confident yet calm demeanor, one older male voice, domineering and no-nonsense, and a sardonic, dry british male.
"It's resonating from here," says the older man. "I can sense his power. We haven't much time."
"Let me take care of him," the other man says quickly and firmly. "Ellison, you concentrate on the victim. If she's still alive." He doesn't sound particularly hopeful - or even particularly bothered by said cynicism.
"She will be," she says firmly. "Hasmed, can you reverse the spell from here?" ]
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in the meantime, however, he catches snatches of conversation from outside: three voices, to be accurate. one british woman, with a confident yet calm demeanor, one older male voice, domineering and no-nonsense, and a sardonic, dry british male.
"It's resonating from here," says the older man. "I can sense his power. We haven't much time."
"Let me take care of him," the other man says quickly and firmly. "Ellison, you concentrate on the victim. If she's still alive." He doesn't sound particularly hopeful - or even particularly bothered by said cynicism.
"She will be," she says firmly. "Hasmed, can you reverse the spell from here?" ]