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Rodie
The decision was an easy one to make, stay as a background voice, and slave to the bard, or serve another and turn the bard into so much noise. "It's a deal mage, free me and I shall ser… I will wo… I'll sell out your secrets to the Reaper and laugh when he's done with you." The man finished in a voice that rang hollow and dead, the voice of one who has known the joys of the light, and chosen to live in death and decay. Then the man before the shadow cried out in pain and smoke began to rise from his back, and blackened glowing runes could be seen from the man's back, preventing him from making the binding oath.
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