*Stands dully for a moment as the rest of the "undead" are defeated. Limps off as the rest start to move. Something besides a sprain is obviously wrong...*

I need to sleep...Stupid ship, sailing too fast. Stupid apple, rotting. Stupid life. Stubborn idiot to come on this trip anyway. If lay down here?...No. Have to keep onward.

*Stumbling foreward, the halfling seems oblivious to any around, merely following along in a herd mentality.*
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