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OOC>> Jen, I posted on your homework thread. IC>>
*The figure that Illek and Verloren see is horrific, being mostly an old, rusty, black cloak floating along with the tatters fluttering in the breeze. What little can be made out of its face seems white and dead. Illek freezes. "Undead," he whispers. I think that is a sending of..." he stops, grits his teeth. "Let us remain here in the shadows. It may not see us, as their sight in the daylight is not good."
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