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Hiebe hears of the so called undead report.

Well guess I shuld really build dat vault soon....

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Aeran arrives from the boat to Skravia, his face covered by a mask. He enters the Sanctuary, seeing the large crowd gathered around one man. He steps carefully down the steps, knowing about the tainted water far below.

When he joins the group of people, he listens for moments before catching on what is happening. Leans against a pilar, gasping for air from under the mask. Luckily, his mask acts like a paperbag, making sure he doesn't

hyperventilate. He raises his mask over his face, letting out a short question before putting his mask back on.

'Where are they?' he asked, not hearing the whole story.

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As Ashur rises to his full height, he crosses his arms across his chest and arches a single eyebrow. "For someone who stakes his entire reputation and well-being on asinine claims, I'm not sure you understand what 'reasoning' entails."

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Walks up to him, rising to his full height, naturally taller as a High Elf

I assure you I have more of a reputation to back up my claims than you ever will.

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Hearing the conversation, Jon mutters to himself and shouts: "Pah. I'll believe this when the undead show their faces themselves. For all we know, this is just some morons trying to scare us."

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His gloved hands move down, sinking into the pockets of his coat and forming fists within. "Really? Tell me more, oh He Who Takes Delight In Drawing Circles In His Cheek With Pointy Things. Really, I'm interested."

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Haelphon takes out his father's sword, once used to defend Al'Khazar.

"It is time to finish what we started, brothers and sisters."

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Patah Watches still sitting on one of the steps to the elven kingdom, Staring at the men, watching them argue between themselves and murmers

"If the undead are truly upon us, may Aeriel spare those who do naught but squabble within themselves..."

Patah says a small prayer near the holy water and departs, Robe still flapping in the wind~

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"I, young Mali'ker, am the High Scholar and a Grand Councilor of Alras, and overseer of knowledge, arts, and culture. I could think of much grander ways to gain attention than this. I do not lie to you. To any of you."

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The Dark Elf's response is a mere shrug and grimace, gesturing to the still-growing crowd with his left hand. "Not for much longer, judging by the number of people watching you."

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"I'm not hostile - I just have low tolerance for idiots. I'm not the one preaching total obliteration to the masses."

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"I don't preach. That would imply I have sided with the Undead. And I am not the idiot here. What have you accomplished so far? You are the stubborn fool who exists solely to oppose others. Matters such as this are clearly above what you understand."

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*As Rae walks pass listening the talk of undead, Rae does not know much about Undead. Rae about to speak but does not want to look stupid, but carries on listening.

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