[Of course, there is blood pollution to consider. Illarion nods at the wisdom of this--and takes a hasty step back at the sound of the match. Darkblood's not particularly incendiary as-is, but fire is as terrible for the undead as the living and he wants no part of it, thank you.
His attention snaps toward the ((feel)) of an Omen at the periphery of his senses.]
Something is the matter? [he addresses the creature directly.] Or you are merely cautious?
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His attention snaps toward the ((feel)) of an Omen at the periphery of his senses.]
Something is the matter? [he addresses the creature directly.] Or you are merely cautious?