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Mithrandir
"It's suicide to go out there, we'll all be tortured to death and most likely poured out of a soup pot to be fed to the dogs. Sure, I'm in." The elf's eye squinted and blinked rapidly. He looked nervous, but resolved. "If he succeeds then we'll have a chance to turn the tide for the moment, if not, our loss will only speed the fall of the city by a few minutes."
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