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Message: <blockquote data-quote="ethandrew" data-source="post: 3801363" data-attributes="member: 17456">There was something wrong with this place. The air, heavy and low, made the people of the town nervous. It even got to the visitors; the caravaners, the shrinking group of adventurers, himself. Ladreth didn't like it here, plain and simple. He shuddered the first time he saw the valley, riding in on horseback, unaware of the dangers contained within. He had killed the already dead, buried peasants and hardly folk, watched his friend die; he had tired of this land, of the arguing it caused, the endless toil.He guarded the inn while the six turned into three. He had witnessed the brave fall alongside as well, Tobias chief among them, dying for people whose names he didn't know, who didn't even know his name. His back pressed tight against the old wooden door, the stench of decay overwhelming his senses, he watched as his death became a sure truth, only to fight off a few and have the others finally get their rest. He had been wounded more times in his life in this land, slept less, been left with his never-ending thoughts.The adventurers were kind to him, they didn't pry, ask many questions, just helped him when he was hurt and asked little in return. The white lady he liked, a combination of fear and admiration. He felt honored to watch sigil over her while she knelt in the woods, inspiring awe at the depth of her power as she bent the ferocious beast to her will.Yet he still mourned; mourned for the death of Tobias and his survival. It was little comfort when Mateusz informed him of his new task, yet the awareness that it would surely lead to his own end somehow put Ladreth at ease. He collected his gear from what remained in the caravan, grabbed his sturdy yet unremarkable blade, and headed toward the inn. Hard, angry voices could be heard from within, so it was with a frown that Ladreth opened the inn door and slowly moved into the warmth, hoping against hope to go unnoticed.</blockquote>

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