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*The seething becomes even more agitated, but they are not challenged again. Slowly, they become aware of a forming image in front of them. It is the Sending of a Black Dragon, but not Kinn'zuwannik. It is over twice as big, and the various plates of the face have turned so gray as to be almost white. Eyes regard them that have seen centuries of thought and evil. Finally, it speaks.) "Stay stranges here unknown. You travel in my realm, now, and I do not permit interlopers lightly. I am Taawaann'a, oldest of all the black dragons of Toril, and ancestor to most. State your purpose of coming here."
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