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#11
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A cool wind rustles the leaves gathered by your feet, carrying with it the sound of single, heartbroken sob.
You begin to feel the ground slowly twitching, as though it is being upturned in places all across Norrath. Something is amiss, as you feel the veil between life and death slightly thinning. The "Whispers from the Crypt" event has now entered it's second phase. | ||
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