I have seen the light...or, the darkness, if you'd prefer. I was dancing with goblins, and there were fourteen in the room- a few on each other, but several were on me and I'd just run out of "concentration" to manipulate them. So there I am, losing more and more vitality. This nice guy by name of Hobris asks if I'm okay, I say no, say "I'm going to die" (vitality was coming up as "near death"), and all of a sudden I topple and see "You're dying!"

Bless his heart, Hobris dragged me out of there. And I lived- because the Dying thing gave me a cushion. Woke up halfway to the empath guild, a fellow 'path gave me some vitality, and I'm fine.

So. Dying actually helps sometimes! :)

Atha