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== [[The Changing of the Ways]] == [[Leikotha]] * On death: :<font color=green> :In your mind, a soft voice sighs, "Please leave me be... I wish thee no harm :In your mind, a soft voice sighs, "Disturb me not... Travel past this hole in the earth." :In your mind, a soft voice sighs, "So many turns of the world have passed. When shall my torment end?" :A small tear slides down the dusty bandages that cover Leikotha's face. :In your mind, a soft voice sighs, "Ai, Wari, if only our plan had succeeded." :In your mind, a soft voice sighs, "Alysse... :In your mind, a soft voice sighs, "Nerash you beast..." :In your mind, a soft voice sighs, "Take the haft, then. It belonged to... a friend..." :In your mind, a soft voice sighs, "But this shall not be the end of me..."</font> [[Lord Rytheran (105 Creature)|Lord Rytheran]] * On approach: :<font color=green>A voice in your mind sneers, "Don't you people have anything better to do than bother me?" :A voice in your mind sneers, "Oh for the throne and all that comes with it... Guards! :A voice in your mind sneers, "Oh now what do YOU want, adventurer?" :A voice in your mind sneers, "The thought of a primitive like you besting me through Art is laughable! Show me your sword, that I may enjoy this battle!" :A voice in your mind sneers, "Your powers are weak, dog!"</font> * On resist: :<font color=green>Lord Rytheran blinks in surprise, then begins to chuckle at his opponent's inept spellcasting! :Lord Rytheran resists a feeble spell. He shakes his head, muttering something about "the mages these days" under his foul breath.</font> * On death: :<font color=green>The Dericost lord's body collapses into rot and dust, but a voice in your mind sneers, "I trust my defeat makes you feel slightly more in control of your destiny and less like a dog at the end of Asheron's leash? Get you from my halls before I rise again!"</font>
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