The barbarian finally realizes a pair of his allies have crossed the barrier and shrugs his broad shoulders, wondering how the riddle was solved.

Gathering his weapons, he heeds Nydilind's advice and tries to quickly step through the fog that has apparently replaced the once-solid wall.

If he makes it to the other side, he nocks an arrow to the bowstring as he watches intently for any danger from further down the mine.

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Horek Varshot
Deep bronze skin and the red body paint that decorates the face of this large man combine to mark him as one of true Flannish origin. The plainsman carries a sturdy longbow and a huge sword is strapped tightly to his back. Studded leather armor peeks out from beneath a cloak made from the hide of a large black bear and a necklace decorated with huge claws completes the picture of this fearsome barbarian. The scowl upon his face along with hard, piercing eyes warn you that disturbing this quiet man might be considered foolhardy unless there is good reason.