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*Jhor walks in covered from head to toe in black, head shrouded in a hood*

I am here *spoken in a quiet hoarse voice*

The dark clouds that obscured the sky above Thakandar roiled in the mighty gusts that frequented the vale. The impermeable gray soot that composed the clouds swirled around a maelstrom at the edge of Thakandar. The vortex of shadow tightened, forming a cyclone that tore deep into the ground, ripping apart an unwary Trolloc. The cyclone flared, inverting itself within moments to form a cone of destruction. Then, as suddenly as it had appeared, it faded into the darkness, leaving a figure shrouded in smoke. The man-shaped thing took two steps forward, then paused, as though recalling some eccentric thing. Casually shrugging, his hands suddenly held two daggers. Twirling them casually, he continued towards the heart of Thakandar, pausing only to stab the occasional familiar face - or chest, if he thought favorably of them.

 

*STAB* As I said, I'm back!

Almost forgot about this

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