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Message: <blockquote data-quote="CrimsonFlameWielder" data-source="post: 5904086" data-attributes="member: 6684473">Malakai looks on at the ongoing events.  When the elf begins to scream, the hooded figure can't help but let a chuckle escape."Oh, but it's been too long since I've heard a scream like that..." he says to himself under his breath.  The magical blast of heat washes over the Tiefling, affecting him not at all, but it does blow a copy of the screamer over toward him.  Picking it up, the looks over the article from the Merchants of Bacarte and gives a "Hmmmm... equality regardless of race and temperment, huh?  That sounds like a place I need to visit.  There's got to be someone there who has the right temperment and knowledge to decipher these writtings of Dein's."Realizing that he was speaking out loud, the hooded figure slouches a bit in his chair, not wanting to bring too much attention to himself lest someone here recognize him from one the previous towns he had traveled in (and coincidentally burned to the ground...."on accident"...)Thinking about that, Malakai can't help but chuckle out loud once more.</blockquote>