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Carnasch did indeed open his eyes, and promply shut them again. After an indetermined amount of time, he opened them again; he was sure he wasn't blind, but he couldn't help but wonder. He slowly stretched one hand out if he could, and eventually got onto his knees and explored his suroundings. He called softly to the darkness to try and atract someones attention, though, hopefully someone freindly. He was concerned about his nakedness and the loss of his axe especially. He searched around himself looking for anything he might use instead, feeling at any walls he found and along the floor.
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Wanderer of the Centripaxian Heartlands
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