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The youngling looks to be in a stupor. The ord of protection keeping him upright. Etor proceeds to meander into the woods 

[b]Etor:[/b][i] "STOP... Stop... stop" [/i]

The spearman's is not actually trying to get anything to stop. He hadn't the wherewithall to notice his surroundings for it to make sense. His initiation into mysticism has him repeating the word to try to activate the magic again. He's repeating it over and over as he walks to try to get a feel for it again but the magic is not gifting the youngling with it's presence.

[center][sub][i]Etor moves 4 tiles to [b]20-36[/b] [/i][/sub][/center][/indent][/indent]