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 | | With soft finger he begins to investigate the wound, yet he never ceases to talk, "Did you hear of the rogues that killed the Lieutenant at the eastern gate of the Rammas Echor?" he continues, distracting the Man-at-Arms from the wound, before finally turning around and motioning to a young boy. |
 | | Most likely this has been the work of the Dark one's agents," Faengor speaks, lowering his voice as he brings up the dark one, "Since a few days ago we were attacked by rogues when searching for a lieutenant near the Eastern Rammas Echor who hadn't returned. |
 | | We found him dead in the gras." he shakes his head and sighs softly, "I am sorry Lady Ivriniel, yet there is little else I know and it is time for me to leave." Oncemore the Sergeant bows deeply to all present, before turning around and heading towards the exit. |
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