un: deft hand of little deaths [Voice]

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... So everyone can hear me if I use this right? Like a communication array, but without a password? Oh, that's handy!

Ah, sorry!

I just arrived here from the ship and I was asked by someone to go deliver some goods, so I might end up coming back a bit late. I still should use the side door to come back in, right?

[Adressed to someone else on his side.]

... Ah yes, yes, I'm following you, sorry, I just needed...

[And back to the general public]

I have to go, I'll be back soon! I hope!

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Don't worry, it's fine!

Uhm, they're people who're having a meeting and they are talking about a person named Anurr? Some of them are getting tattoos in red and that's how I ended up there, someone asked me to help deliver their ink.

[jeoha]

[ Oh gods. ]

Anurr--

I don't recognize your title, or your voice, so I assume you are new here. But Anurr commands undead legions, and once ruled over this place.

The red tattoos... those are his mark.

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Ah, yes, I was on the ship.

... There really aren't that many undead people here though. Everyone feels alive. Mostly. Maybe a few people don't.

[He doesn't sound overly panicked by this.]

[jeoha]

[ There is a long pause, while Lee Chang pinches the bridge of his nose. ]

These - okay. Do you know where you are, where you're going?

[ He might have to do some research himself. ]

[scrapgege]

I don't really know... It was dark on the way, and their invitation was a little forceful. And I also don't know the area very well.

They're saying they want to fight to free Sa-Hareth from this other person, Unhalad? They're quite insistant about it. They're getting those red tattoos, and they didn't really like that I didn't want one.

[jeoha]

Listen.

We rescued you, because what you are - who you are - is extremely valuable to these undead warlords. You are a weapon that they can use. Do they know who you are? Where you're from?

Dark or not, describe what you can.

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I don't think they know. They keep talking to me as if I'm from here so of course I will agree with them. And when I told them I'm not, they thought I was a spy from the east.

It looks like a soft of warehouse? There's some broken bags and chests... it looks like they used to store salt in there.

[jeoha]

Say as little as possible.

We will do our best to retrieve you, if you cannot quietly leave on your own.

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I just said my country was very far away. They wouldn't know the name of it anyway, it's not in this world and it hasn't existed for eight hundred years.

They want me to try and drink something, and it doesn't look like poison.