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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Satin Knights" data-source="post: 6131900" data-attributes="member: 6666968">Looking at the chatterbox and flexing his claws, "Let me show you permanent harm."  Another ominous growl seems to make the spire tremble.Turning to the paladin, "Took you damn well long enough!  These darkling creatures started attacking days ago.  Father Relios called me in to defend the citadel.  I was picking the invaders off from the air  and dealing with the wyvern when one snuck by and smashed him in the back with a poisoned spiked mace.  By the time I got back up here, it was too late.""Most of these darklings were not a problem.  Many didn't have magic or profane weapons, so they did little damage to me."  Clawing at the bronze coil until it falls off, "Have that re-enchanted.  I drained it dry.  I am adding that to `my payment' demands for this mess.   Serious this time.  I think I earned it with five days of battle.""Your stamina is why we call upon you in times of need.  Most impressive.""Then these whelps come in, with a walking Relios, so I pounced and tried to put the imposter down.  The same damn mace hit me.  I could take that, but not the barrage of arrows from that little elf."  He grows as Tyrien again.  "These three dropped me in seconds, when I had stood against an army of those other things for days.""Is his body still there?" Nodding his head towards the opposite side of the platform from the stairs.</blockquote>