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You try to dive out of the path of the speeding dart but your reactions are too slow to avoid it hitting you in the arm. Quickly you pluck it from your flesh and inspect its tip for poison. Your stomach churns when you see that it is smeared with a noisome black fluid. Then a sudden wave of nausea washes over you, confirming your worst fears.

If you possess the Grand Master Discipline of Deliverance, turn to 46.

If you do not, turn to 236.