[It takes a moment before there's a twitch, Owen's nose wrinkling before the wizard is blinking his eyes open and staring up at the sky above him. At least he's somewhere nice, he thinks, and his body wasn't just dumped somewhere awful. He should probably have a bar higher then this, probably, but it's a nice change of pace from waking up somewhere cold and covered in snow.
Which... he does seem to be covered in something, actually. He can just see a vaguely familiar jacket, and he frowns at it before craning his head and looking to where he can feel a presence.]
Hey.
[His voice is rough, a side effect of dying and having his throat slit open in the process, but he'll live with it.]
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Which... he does seem to be covered in something, actually. He can just see a vaguely familiar jacket, and he frowns at it before craning his head and looking to where he can feel a presence.]
Hey.
[His voice is rough, a side effect of dying and having his throat slit open in the process, but he'll live with it.]
What do you think you're doing?