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Could someone shut those harlots up? *cough* So...much...dust...

Agreed Marada, enough of this foolishness.

A low hum radiates from the blade in Marada’s hand

I see the auras common to all Athasians, some of the items in your group glow as well. There is a faint sense of something buried in the mud of the pools, and a very strong aura…Marada…above us; Ambush!

Vanished Gods, I hope they aren’t in the mud. They’ll never come clean!

Can it, sluts! We must rescue our comrades from evil.

“Sirocco and I have known each other for many centuries. Long years of imprisonment beneath Raam. No more though; we are free, and we will fight to remain free!

That ought to keep her quiet! Leave the blade, it’s cursed.