🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks

Asuguh truly has a great ruler... All this inspiring speech can be summarized as follows: if the armies of the dead march through the burning streets of the capital, all the blame will fall on those who just stood by and watched. "Glory to the king! I voted for him! In the newspaper. Well, are you all happy? They couldn't find a decent thing to do for a whole year," Ushumgallu smiled contentedly, enjoying the feeling of confusion and fear among the gathered crowd. "Not bad chaos." He was about to further torment his companions with talk of the undead, but he caught the eye of the blonde standing next to Sir Kair. "She's already thinking about how you'll run off to Calcite and take her with you... Not bad, all in all." Or maybe not. Perhaps they just met somewhere before? "Who's here? Oh, it's you, what was your name... the one with the mushroom. I remembered. Personally, I'm not going to miss the fun in the citadel. And 'Thunderstorm' sounds like a good plan. Not to mention how happy I'll be to see the local head of the adventurers again; we're such buddies, I'd send him to the grave. I mean, we're buddies until the grave."