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Alandra sighed. Heavily.

The tiefling was befit in anger and shock by the cleric’s sudden actions and harsh words. Zinlynn was not far behind him. As far as she could tell only she and the other remaining member of their party were not pained by Tibor’s bedside manner. Jandek had told her he didn’t like to do groups with people he didn’t know or trust; that everyone was a celestial puzzle and you never knew when you’d draw a monkey’s paw. She hadn’t understood what he had meant all those years ago when he said it, but seeing their affair be reduced to yelling and snide insults made her think she understood it now.

[color=#daa520]“Let’s calm down.”[/color] She said as she crossed her arms, [color=#daa520]“There’s nothing we can do now. We need to focus on our plan. About finding Gundren.”[/color]



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