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Mormegil
His eyes were hazed over and his shortness of breath was causing him to not think clearly. He was aware that hands had grabbed him and were pulling him away somewhere. He tried to fight, but had no real control over his limbs. They took him into a darkness, then he heard rattling, a creak and then a terrible green light. They were killing him! In his weakened state, these people were trying to murder him for his money. They would take away his chance to avenge his father's death at the hands of a dragon. They would take the gold for themselves.
Frantically, Mormegil squirmed and whined, trying to get free from his attackers. He was able to get one arm free and elbow an attacker in the face, as he also began to shout, "Help me! They're killing me!"
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