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"If not in there, then where?"

The halfling cleric was now standing beside the halfling mage. Each holding and supporting the other should another heavy tremor try to again knock them from their feet. Phil looks up into the sky with great concern, then back down to the unsafe looking structure.

"Are choices seem to be remain out in the open and get struck by lighting or enter an crumpling, unsafe structure and get crushed should it fall."

The halfing cleric looks about the area for signs of any other options. At this point he felt just about ready to run. Run back to the hidden tunnel that had lead them into this city of undeath. But as Simon trembled next to him, Phil made the decision not to run.

"I say our chances are better in the building. We can dodge falling stones more easily than a bolt from the sky."

Phil then moves with Simon at his side and begins clearing the debree from the fallen wall.

Phil Underhill of the Kendall Expeditionary Guild "Adventure is OUR Business?" GULP! Father Phil Underhill is a Halfling Priest of Yondalla. With kind Hazel Eyes, he nervously peers out at the world from under a mop of Sandy Brown hair.