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Cursuv:*Just entering the village, he scans again, looking for the shaman hut. He soon feels several wizened spirits, that have a certain feel about them. Nearby, he feels the dark spirit again - not exactaly evil, but dark - and another he couldn't feel from the distance he was at before; a life that has a certain magic about it, making it stand out from the rest. After a more focused concentration, he can safely assume that there is some fire-type magic there. The disadvantage of concentrating so extremely is not paying good attantion to the material world, and he learns that leson, yet again, when he walks into a mudokon hut wall.*
Thunk
Annonymus Mud:"Whadayah think you're doin'? Tryin' to make an impression on my wall?"
Cursuv: "Sorry! Um... sorry..."
*Walks off in the direction of the hut. He can see it now.*