Ailith on Vruun
Ailith: Vruun… the Dread Marshal of the Depraved Lords. The Dreamer showed us that he was vital in the enemy’s path to unending rage. He led countless invasions. Tirelessly rampaging across worlds unknown. His mindless lust beset upon them, leaving behind a trail… A trail that would become his brood, supplanting entire populations.
Warrior: A single creature, capable of such destruction by… {breeding?}
Witch: A conqueror in every sense of the word.
Sorceress: Conquest through copulation. A… {novel} tactic, I suppose.
Ranger: Eugh. Of course it’s a male.
Huntress: Sounds like {he’s} the depraved one.
Mercenary: Sounds like he was having a bloody good time!
Monk: Vruun’s tale only further shows why the enemy must cease to be.
Druid: You mean to say… this… fellow… went about having his way with everything and anything he could, leading to the fall of entire civilisations?
Duelist: [DNT] Shadow: [DNT] Templar: [DNT] Marauder: [DNT] Ailith: I’m not sure I’d quite call it that. But in essence, I suppose so.
Ailith: To say the least.
Ailith: Eugh indeed.
Ailith: A bloody time, yes. A good one? I very much doubt it.
Ailith: Yes. There is no sense or reason to their actions. Alas…
Ailith: More or less.
Ailith: [DNT] Ailith: [DNT] Ailith: [DNT] Mercenary: Ah. Well… yeah. Heh.
Druid: Oh, my head. I’ve had just about enough of all this nonsense.
Duelist: [DNT] Ailith: His death is yet another blow to the enemy. You’ve done very well.