A murmur runs through the ranks of the centaurs. Aecora's eyes become fierce and furious. "Deal with the tomb!
A murmur runs through the ranks of the centaurs. Aecora's eyes become fierce and furious. "Deal with the tomb!? And I must take your word for this, Baron Varn? Trust you, and lift the guard that the Nomen tribe has stood for thousands of years. I should allow you to approach the thing that mortal hands must never touch?"
SpeakerAecora Silverfire
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