Darth Saruman
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"Yeah... I really need a break from all this wandering... Now I hear someone mumbling. Are they burying me? Then why am I still talking to myself? Ah, the third stage of spirit, yes... I should at least see who's burying me, because it's not very comfortable to be buried by a tribe of barbarians who often beat up a lifeless corpse until its second death...". Night opened his eyes slightly and saw the same mage he had intended to attack. "Well, this old geezer not only knocked me out, but he also wants to turn me into a scarecrow... Wait, it's Saruman! Hey, can you hear me? What's going on?"
...Night's voice woke the mage from the 2nd stage of concentration... - "...why, why do you have to shout so loudly?!" - Saruman reproached the dark elf - "and it was Smog who knocked you out... hehe, you really got it this time, next time at least throw a poisoned dagger first!" - the mage laughed. "And after you passed out, Smog ran alone into the caves and left me to 'guard' you..." - the mage continued to chuckle...
Сила Тьмы - в бессилии света.
Нет невежества - есть Знание
Нет невежества - есть Знание