[center][h3]Zarif[/h3][/center]
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[indent][indent] Satisfied with his kill, Zarif smiled and glanced down the hall. With the cacophony of sound from his allies and the dying monsters, it was next to impossible to sense out any remaining yeeks in the darkness. Placing the heavy spear in it's slot on his back, Zarif equipped the much lighter spear into his hands and strode down the hall after Siris 

[b]Zarif:[/b] Hail, armored one! Charging alone into the darkness against the giant, how very reckless of you! Or, perhaps word in these lands is... brave? Curious, how here in this distant land, they use two different words for the same meaning.

[center][sub][i]Zarif move 6 tiles north to 10-18 and equips his bronze shortspear[/i][/sub][/center][/indent][/indent]

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