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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Isida Kep'Tukari" data-source="post: 1557472" data-attributes="member: 4441">*Sekyen pushes over a glass of reddish tea, with warm steam rising from it.  The tea is robust and vaguely sweet.*"Help yourself.  We're staying here, the slaves have to rest, as we made them work pretty hard today," Sekyen says.    "Not bad... a good escape that sounds like.  Hmm... Grassk'khra, that doesn't quite sound familiar.  Grathax?"*The beholder suddenly stops in the slurping of his tea, and lowers the pot to the ground.  It's hard to read the expression of a beholder, but you get the impression he's troubled.*"That one is one of Sssarendor's surface lackeys," he says shortly.  Eleth would recognize the name of Sssarendor, as would Sekyen.  That is the name of an ancient shadow wyrm so twisted, cruel, powerful, and clever that he has yet to be touched by the resistance.*Zass'sk would know the name of Sssarendor as well, though mostly as rumor.  It was said that Sssarendor had been ancient at the time of the Ascension, and if it weren't for the fact that he hated sunlight, he could be considered the one possible rival for the Great Red Wyrm.*~~~*Gortag, seeing his main enemy down, turns to the enemy that Kilvash is harrying.  Between all four of them, they quickly manage to dispatch the two dragonkin, Alyshia drawing blood again as she dabs the dragonkin through the back.  Renea slowly slides out of her lion form, and winces at the wounds she has.  She then curses and dashes for the two fallen resistance members.**She touches them and curses again, her face a bit wet.*"They're dead..." she says, and takes a shuddering breath.  "Come on, I don't think we can stay very long here.  Help me, we have to take their things."*Kilvash, blinks for a moment, stunned at Gortag's immensely powerful blows, then shakes herself out of it.  She dashes into one of the overseer's rooms and comes out with a small stone statue of a dragon, as well as two more sizable chunks of it.  She shoves them into her pack and shoulders it.*"Silly twist actually carved a bloody statue out of it!" Kilvash says with an air of offended sensibilities, trying to cover an expression of sorrow as she looks at the two fallen Cagebreakers.</blockquote>

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