[Dangersense]
- [Dangersenses]
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| 1.09 | “Well, he’s right. We do have Skills. They’re part of our classes, although in my case I’ve got [Dangersense]. But I’m also a former soldier. And Klb? He’s the Slayer. We can tell you’re not hot stuff, Human.” |
| 1.09 | “My scales aren’t itching, so your Human friend here isn’t that good at magic. They always itch when I’m in danger. That’s not a Skill, either. But your friend can’t even trigger my [Dangersense]. Not even a little ring.” |
| 1.36 | “[Dangersense].” |
| 1.36 | The [Dangersense]. It had been dinging whenever Erin thought about going close to the flowers, but now it clearly and definitely rang out in her mind. From a little dinging bell to, say…a fire alarm. That level of difference. It was like a bad feeling in her gut—except in her head. And it told Erin that she did not want to get closer to the trees. |
| 1.36 | She turned and ran. That was, until Erin’s [Dangersense] went off like alarm bells. She stopped in place. What was— |
| 1.39 R | Garia watched Ryoka and sensed trouble. She didn’t have any particular skills like [Dangersense], but she didn’t need to. She knew Ryoka, not just as a friend but as a meteorologist knows weather. And if Ryoka were a storm, then she’d be a shipbreaking hurricane with lightning and hail thrown in for good measure. |
| 1.50 | “It set off my [Dangersense] when it pulled it out. Guess what was in it? Acid. I had a look in the kitchen. She’s got jars of Acid Flies—a local creature around here. Looks like she’s been harvesting them as a food source.” |
| 1.51 | “You don’t have [Dangersense]. You’d better pray you get it, or another skill like it, soon.” |
| 1.51 | The Gnolls sat up in the grass, relaxing. Relc still hadn’t spotted them, but then, the Drake only relied on his Skills. And the problem with [Dangersense] is that it only told him when there was potential threat. |
| 1.55 R | As she ran down towards that blight in the world, the Bloodfields—her eyes focused on the strange trees. On the prickle down her spine like a [Dangersense] every person possessed. Her instincts telling her to turn around or run past it, not through it. |
| 1.55 R | She had no [Dangersense], but again, she didn’t need it. The Runner looked at Ysara. She spoke slowly, as if reluctant to waste any more words. |
| 1.55 R | “[Dangersense]! Ysara—run!” |
| 1.56 | “I believe you, but my [Dangersense] hasn’t gone off.” |
| 1.56 | “Not everything trips [Dangersense]. And if it’s a sneak attack, you’d have to be right next to the creature, and by that point, you’d be dead.” |
| 1.57 H | “My [Dangersense]—” |
| 1.58 H | “It was a terrible ambush. My [Dangersense] only went off at the last moment. If we’d paid more attention to the scouts—” |
| 1.59 H | Half of the Horns of Hammerad clutched at their heads. Ceria fell to her knees. Her [Dangersense] was going off, but it wasn’t like the ambush. That had been a premonition. Fear, foreboding, the knowledge of danger suddenly chilling her to her core. |
| 1.59 H | “My [Dangersense]—something just happened! The doors—the vault—” |
| 1.59 H | “I’ve never felt anything like that. When I was a child and the Necromancer attacked ten years back—that was the closest. But this is different. I am afraid, and [Dangersense] doesn’t convey fear. We have to go.” |
| 1.59 H | “Last I heard, they were up ahead, trapping the corridor. But then our [Dangersense] went off and—the door. They must have opened it.” |
| 1.59 H | Closer. Now the mists didn’t seem as transparent. It wasn’t mist, but something else. Something that rippled and shook as it was pulled along the corridor. Undulating, shivering…too solid. Ceria’s [Dangersense] was screaming so loud she covered her pointed ears. It came on. Closer. |
| 2.02 | The Drake stared at Erin. She glared at him. He had nearly a head of height on her not counting his helmet, and he had a spear and nineteen guardsmen at his back. All Erin had was a frying pan. But he remembered where Skinner had died and he had [Dangersense] too. The look in Erin’s eyes made him reconsider his next words. |
| 2.03 | “Do we really need to? I’ve got [Dangersense]. It’s this skill that allows you to, um, sense when danger’s coming.” |
| 2.11 | Erin thought to herself as Ceria and Relc wondered why their [Dangersense] hadn’t gone off. |
| Interlude – Mating Rituals (Pt. 1) | It wasn’t her [Dangersense] that went off, but Erin’s natural instincts that started clanging in her head at this point. She stared at Tkrn and wondered whether she could just shut the door. No. That would probably be impolite. |