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The chill wind sweeps over the plains. Tall
grasses shuffle gently in the breeze's caress. You know it's here
somewhere. You can feel it, crawling up your back, almost
breathing on your neck...the magic. A few more steps, the grasses
part and there it is, the portal shimmers in the air. You wait for
the caster to return. One never should brave a portal without
knowing the destination for certain, and with the caster involved, there
was never a certainty to destination. There...the caster
returns. A small, robed figure emerges from the portal, which
shimmers to a close behind the mage. You can feel the gaze almost
boring into your inner being, as the mage considers you. After the
mage seems to reach some decision, the hood is thrown back to reveal the
gnome beneath...you have found him--the elusive Cryeon Nit'lak. "You must have been searching for me, to find me...what can I do for you..." |
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