--<strong>Gorvis "Fennel" Wendelin - Tired.</strong>--<br/><strong>-- HP:</strong><em>20/20</em><strong>AC:</strong><em>20</em><br/><hr/><br/>The gnome smiled grimly in response, somewhat relieved to see all the groaning bodies around him.  For the moment it seemed the only thing that had been hurt was their pride.  "Another forty or so minutes, give or take.  If anything, it will prove a fine indicator of how long we've been down here.  Wherever<em>here</em>is."