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"Noooo!" I awoke screaming in my bed, clutching the sheets beneath my hands. Cold sweat laid across my forehead, and I drew breath in huge, ragged gasps.A dream?
No, that was no dream. Nothing that real could have been a mere dream. I glanced out the window, a feeling of absolute terror filling me. I got up, looking at the moon.
Bast, please help me.
Ancient armor surrounded my body, the Dagger of Mystics gleaming at my hip. I left the Inn, pausing momentarily by the lake. Tears shone in my eyes as I swore an oath.
I will find her, Krol, and see you avenged.
With that, I swiftly made my exit out into the deepening night.
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