For Marcos' Group
The green aura that was over Silt's body grew brighter, flashed and then was extinguished. His corpse was withered away unnaturally.
Sir Manessah
The ghost of the traitor left the still struggling but useless pile of rubble that had been the party's first encounter, and surveyed Silt with sad comprehension.
"I know that aura of green. It was the power of the emerald that took your friend's life. These suits of rubble must have been linked to it somehow, and when it attacked him, he did not have much time left to live. I would never have guessed that the hunger of that evil jewel was still active to have killed again. The clerics must still be collecting lives to fuel it. For what, I do not know."
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