Typhus unable to travel due to his misplanning, stayed at his small mobile temple. He watched the battle as best he coulf through his own sleep visions. He could tell only that the people from his land had lost. He knew the Barabrians rage would be great, and he laughed to himself. "He calls me a coward yet sends others to fight for him while he stays behind safe." Typhus looks up at the moon this night and knows that battles shall rage here soon. He knows he can not stay truly neutral. He goes to one of the four altars. He knows what must be done, but how.
_________________ Baronet Typhus Deathcaller
Guildmaster of Healers
Master Healer
Kracker Baron
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