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Tull participates in the revelry, relieved and happy that the evil scourge of Magnimar has finally been destroyed, but he remains typically irate and quick to rage. "Truly, the Butterfly of War watches over us. Now that we have destroyed the succubus the followers of the Dawnflower may pray without fear once again, while in the depths of Hell, surely there are some demons that sleep less easily tonight, knowing that we are more than a match for their worst machinations. Let us hunt them, again and again! What could possibly go wrong?" He slams his mug of ale down to emphasize his point, spilling much of it everywhere, though he does not seem to notice.