| 00:16:27 |
00:16:31 |
Brânk
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The Istar is already much more powerful than we had anticipated.
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| 00:16:33 |
00:16:37 |
Brânk
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He conjured a sandstorm from thin air that killed two of my men,
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| 00:16:38 |
00:16:41 |
Brânk
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He makes his way north now.
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| 00:16:41 |
00:16:43 |
Brânk
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Towards... the hermit.
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| 00:16:46 |
00:16:48 |
Dark Wizard
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And what of the halflings?
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| 00:16:49 |
00:16:51 |
Brânk
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We are scouring the desert even now.
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| 00:16:52 |
00:16:54 |
Brânk
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They will not evade us for long.
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| 00:16:55 |
00:16:57 |
Brânk
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I swear my life on it.
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| 00:16:57 |
00:17:01 |
Dark Wizard
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You are either very foolish, Gaudrim,
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| 00:17:02 |
00:17:05 |
Dark Wizard
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or very brave.
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| 00:17:07 |
00:17:11 |
Dark Wizard
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Let the Harfoots be your sole concern.
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| 00:17:11 |
00:17:14 |
Dark Wizard
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I will see to the Istar myself.
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