Alarms sound from the Apothecarium. Saffiy runs to help, but is too late. The bodies of the Apothecaries, defenders, and assailants are littered around the room. The guards scour the corners and nooks for more rogues.
Saffiy kneels to check on Apothecary Faranell. Poor fellow. What a pity.
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I'M THE TROLL MAGE! I CASTS THE SPELLS THAT MAKES THE PEOPLES FALL DOWN!!!! *Shakes and twitches*
Awh let's face it. Deep down, you wanted to see 'em slaughtered anyway.
Too be fair, yeah, the apothecaries were rather, erm, overwhelmingly cruel.
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