[center][h3][color=808080]Z A G R E N[/color][/h3][/center][hr][hr]

[color=808080][i]"You are fools to think this land would be merciful to the lost?"[/i][/color] he rasped in draconic before he spat on the snow, Zagren saw no honor in searching for that which is lost but he would have to learn when not to speak so rashly so he grunted in acknowledgement of what the nervous looking woman said [color=808080]"Pray then we find lost."[/color] he bowed his head in defeat to the sheer hope they had, a hope he couldn't understand.