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Welcome to Level Eight.
Be sure to leave your body parts behind when the Malarites send you to the netherworld. They may need them for cooking fires.
*shrugs and smirks*
Seriously though, Level Eight is the hardest level I have faced (in terms of your regular enemies) inside of the Undermountain. You have nothing to be ashamed of if they carved you up and left you for table scraps. They do that to my fortieth level characters as well as anything lower than that I care to drag down to that area.
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There are no paths to power which are not fraught with confrontation. No matter the battle, a lesson must be won. In the end, the path shall fade into nothingness for the one walking it, but may go on for eternity for those whom choose to follow. One must know their own footsteps before taking that first step, or instead of choosing your battles, your battles will choose you.
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