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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Nordom" data-source="post: 9102265" data-attributes="member: 7038274">The unstable human man's eyes narrowed as he took in Izek's words, his agitation seemingly mirroring the assassin's frustration. His lips curled into a twisted grin, a dangerous glint in his eyes that hinted at the volatile nature of his temperament. His fingers tightened around the makeshift weapon in his hand, his knuckles white with the intensity of his grip."Profit? Loot?" he spat out the words with a mixture of annoyance and murderous intent, his voice laced with a bitter edge. "You think this is about treasure? It's about survival, about cleansing this blight before it spreads further!" His gaze shifted between the group, his intensity unwavering as he continued to speak, his words practically dripping with fervor. "We've seen what happens when the plague takes hold. It consumes everything in its path, devours reality itself. The only way to stop it is to BURN away the corruption, to scorch it from existence."As the unstable man's tirade continued, the human figure who had maintained a sense of reason amidst the chaos offered a sardonic scoff. "Well haven't you just got everything figured out?. . .  Yes, I wish it was that easy as to just find a portal out of here amidst the town shifting and the roving Hounds. I also wish I had a palace thrice the size of the Arch-Lector's" His voice held a hint of resignation, a touch of bitter irony that seemed to acknowledge the bleakness of their situation."Plagued or not, he's annoying as all Hells. Can we just kill him anyway?" Izek's impatience was rivaled by that of the unstable man, and his words did not seem to help.====The plague doctor's response resonated with a balanced blend of gratitude and solemn duty. "I appreciate your offer, Kachilk'cha," his mental voice conveyed, carrying a weight that extended beyond mere words. "Your intention and respect are acknowledged." Their mental connection served as a conduit for understanding, bridging the gap between two disparate beings navigating a common trial. As his communication continued along the telepathic channels, his words bore an air of curiosity.  "You are welcome to observe, for the intricacies of this affliction are not yet fully revealed. The path towards remedy is obscured by layers of uncertainty." His mental tone shifted slightly, offering a glimpse of additional insight. "Indeed, piles still gather. It's relentless."Amidst the exchange, the plague doctor's thoughts touched upon the uniqueness of Kachilk'cha's form. "Does your carapace provide defense against parasitic encroachment?" He seemed to have a scientist's mind. ====Stepping through the shimmering threshold of the dimension door, the blue-robed figure emerged onto the rooftop of one of the fast-burning buildings. His arrival was met by the sight of Orris. The figure's eyes, shaded by the brim of his blue hood, held a glimmer of curiosity as he regarded Orris. However, curiosity swiftly gave way to a supreme annoyance that etched itself onto the features of the blue-robed man. His gaze shifted from Orris's face to the state of his clothing, an assessment that seemingly elicited a wave of disdain."What do you want? . . . I do not have spare change." He practically spat out.</blockquote>

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