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A Shadow Recedes


Angmarzku

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Varen'thal would hear the tale from a human in a tavern. Not believing the news, he would hike towards the Westerlands only to find the place desolate of life - and death. 

 

"The Westerlands are free." the elf proclaims, standing there for ages.

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Somewhere far from the Westlands, upon the isle of Sutica a ghoul raises its head, peering into the distance.  The crack of the keystone, shattering as the skeletal paw tore the gate from this realm, echos through its empty skull.

 

The creature glances down to the corpse at its feet, some unfortunate traveler of little consequence.  Its eyes trace over the lakeside, the bridge, the city.  There was more than enough for a hungry ghoul there...

 

"Still work to do..." The necrotic being grumbles under its breath, resuming its gruesome feast, "Fear Old Dark..."

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"They pity us. They pity all of us; I can't blame them, in all honesty." Lilach grunted at that.

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"Hrrrrm..." Balmak hums as he shambles onwards. 

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