You say, "On three."
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You say, "One."
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You say, "Two."
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You say, "Three."
3754h, 4001m, 16032e, 15524w exkcdb- jab khangar
You lose your one-handed grip on a Soulpiercer, fumbling as it falls.
Gravity drives a Soulpiercer through your foot, sending a shooting pain up your leg and pinning you to the ground.
2488h, 4001m, 16022e, 15524w ekcdb- recite epic at khangar
You recite an Epic at Khangar, but the shooting pain in your right foot causes you to fumble, turning the paralytic wrath upon yourself.
Your body stiffens rapidly.
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You eat a bloodroot leaf.
Your stage fright induces violent retching, nullifying the effects of the plant and emptying your stomach of its contents.
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You have regained balance on all limbs.
Your legs collapse from under you and consciousness leaves you as you pass out from extreme hunger.
As you fall, you reflexively jerk your knee, splitting your foot in twain upon a Soulpiercer.
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A bard's lyre lands beside you, swaying wildly before toppling down on your head.
Why must things be so hard to figure out?
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Khangar peers at you unscrupulously.
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You regain consciousness with a start.
As you jerk yourself out of your stupor, the strings of the lyre atop your face slice deep into you, blinding you and tainting your blood with traces of venom accrued over years of use.
Your vision is flooded with light, and your face suddenly reddens.
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Sunlight shines down upon you mercilessly, rippling across your skin like fire.
You have been slain by a bard's lyre.
You have fallen to the level of 2nd Circle of Celestial Power.
You have fallen to the level of 3rd Circle of Celestial Power.
You have fallen to the level of 4th Circle of Celestial Power.
You have fallen to the level of 5th Circle of Celestial Power.
You have fallen to the level of Logosian.
You have fallen to the level of Metamortal.
A king's ransom of sovereigns spills from your corpse.
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Sarapis has bestowed His Divine truedisfavour upon you.
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Tecton has bestowed His Divine truedisfavour upon you.
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Your mana drains away as you concentrate on maintaning a link with the living.
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You are dead, perhaps you should "Pray for Salvation."
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Khangar sighs wearily.
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You say, "I told you this was a bad idea."
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