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un: deft hand of little deaths [Voice]
... 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!
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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... 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.]
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These - okay. Do you know where you are, where you're going?
[ He might have to do some research himself. ]
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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.
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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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It looks like a soft of warehouse? There's some broken bags and chests... it looks like they used to store salt in there.
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We will do our best to retrieve you, if you cannot quietly leave on your own.
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They want me to try and drink something, and it doesn't look like poison.