got a kick out of this
The Great Blight
The sickly pale yellow of the Blight surrounds you. The air is thick with a
ripe stench of decaying matter, and you eye the surrounding forest with
disgust. Despite the disease apparent in everything, the whole area seems
crawling with vile forms of life. The very trees and creepers seem to inch
towards you.
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The corpse of a wicked kno'mon hunterkiller is lying here.
The corpse of an elite soldier is lying here.
Chase is standing here, riding a black warhorse.
Bhark is standind here. [HIDDEN]
Torque Fury is standing here. [HIDDEN]
Zanril is standing here. [HIDDEN]
Abandon is standing here. [HIDDEN]
A strong, black warhorse stands here, full of energy.
