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A brightly clad elf teleports into the room, and converses with Gremerg in a language foreign to all others in the room. Gremerg nods grimly, and dimention doors out.
The elf turns to face the crowd of curious onlookers.
"By Order of the Council of the Wise, Gremerg has been summoned to other duties. I am to replace him as leader here." his tone changes to a less official one.
"I need to see the bladesinger Dagorion- I believe he might not be dead, yet; but simply under a strong curse, which I may be skilled enough to heal"
He waits patiently to be led to Dagorion`s quarters. On arrival, he works quickly.
"It is further progressed than I had hoped for. It is still curable, but a sacrifice is needed."
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