Esserea merely smiled at Darion and nodded at his words as she calmly stroked Winnies face and turned to the warrior again.<br/><br/><span style="color: DarkSlateBlue">‘’She was right about you, warrior. Your fate is just as important in this plan as any of ours. You need to do what she has told you, and lead an army into Onkunkun before its too late for us all. And the girl is important, she is has been prophesied many years ago by the only woman the Kaiser has ever loved.’’</span><br/><br/>Esserea looked back to Winnie and started to whisper in a dangerously low tone, almost as if the words she was saying were to dark and forbidden to say them out loud.<br/><span style="color: DarkSlateBlue"><br/>
‘’The druid carries her spirit within her, her soul is tainted and only her darkness knows how to stop him. It is true, my love. Everything we always had hoped for, everything we always feared would happen has come true. We need to get to Meanwor, and we need to speak to Queen Lanthra. She has the scroll in her possession, without that, we are powerless against Kacim’s armies!’’</span><br/><br/>The Aviari woman, who had always looked so composed and well-together was now staring the greatest disbelief at her former lover. Her head was gently shaking, almost as if she was trying to find her own grasp onto reality again.<br/><br/><b>‘’This.. It can’t be true. Many have tried, we have been told. The girl has been killed many years ago. So many failed attempts. Why would this be any different? How.. How did you come by this information?’’</b><br/><br/>Esserea stepped backwards, letting her hand glide through the rugged furs of her companion as she slowly spoke out the words. Each syllable seemed to be getting stuck in her throat as a tear formed in her eye and she looked back up at the party that was staring down at her.<br/><span style="color: DarkSlateBlue"><br/>
‘’Dementia. I escaped his realms, but not before finding out what the Kaiser was looking for. He fears the girl, Winnie. I’ve never seen the undead king look so afraid of anything in his life before. <br/>
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He fears her, and he would do anything to stop her, anyone who tries to make her succeed.’’</span><br/><br/>Suddenly the small fey made itself known by screaming out her gibberish tongue, asking for everyone to join dinner down below.<br/><span style="color: DarkSlateBlue"><br/>
''But perhaps we should talk about this later, It's been hours since I've eaten anything, and I could use a freshly cooked meal!''</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>