[@Snarfulblast]
	"Doesn't...matter...you're...still...a...dick..." Tiny says, now slowly unbreaking all his everythings, with magic. Blue lighting crackles over his body, as slowly, he is returned to ok health. Still gonna be sore as hell tomorrow. "Damn..stupid..fucking..undead..asshat..." Tiny grumbles as he stands. Rex can most likely hear all of this, and Tiny is low on energy, most likely. Tiny slinks away, slowly, looking for a place for a moments rest. As Rex opens his portal, however, he finds someone sorta messing about in his realm of chaos. A masked butcher...Gundaz. The orcish menace is sorta just going about, either hitting hostile undead shiz with his cleaver, or, looking at his surroundings.