<strong>"Fair enough."</strong>Lathus said to Michael's suggestion they keep moving, if nothing else other than to get away from the potentially irradiated wall.  Just as he had turned to begin guiding the orbs of light further down the tunnel, the fine hairs on the back of his neck stood on end bringing about a feeling of uncertainty.<strong>"Something doesn't--"</strong>Before he could finish his thought he was forced to his knees by a very familiar excruciating headache that caused his vision to tunnel.  Some portion of his awareness knew that he was howling in agony, but as focused on the pain itself as his mind was he really didn't care.  Even the flickering of green lightning that stood out in stark contrast to his fading vision was a minor footnote compared to his desire for the pain to end even if he had to pay the comparatively minor price of his life, moderately used.<br/><br/>The next thing he knew, his head jerked back as though stricken by a heavy leather whip with what he imagined to be a very similar sensation.  A few moments later Lathus was aware that he was laying on the ground in a heap, his head still swimming.  With all the grace of a drunkard well into a bender he pulled himself to his feet.  Stars still danced in his vision for a while longer before they cleared and he was able to see odd markings on a few of his compatriots.  Meanwhile, he was completely oblivious to his own hand-size marking that was located obtrusively in the middle of his forehead.  Though for obvious reasons.<br/><br/><strong>"Screw this."</strong>He said in agreement with Michael.<strong>"Let's get going in order to stay ahead of the next explosion, lightning blast, plague of locusts... or locii... or whatever they're called, or any one of a billion other highly improbable things that seems to be after us tonight."</strong>Once again he conjured the spheres of light and sent them venturing out a few dozen yards ahead of them to lead the way as he accepted role as surly point man.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Intelligence Check</div><div class="spoiler_body">Nat 20 + 4 = 24 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=35687)<br/>Oh yeah.  He remembers it...<br/></div></div>