On a battlefield outside the City of the Lost, you run across a lupine Barbarian. He cuts down a few Skelevizen Marksmen and speaks without turning around. "If you're here to fight, then fight. If not, then move along. This is a battlefield, not a playground. You won't be left alone by the Wraith forces, even if you're just here to pick some salvia root for the apothecary or mine some pig iron for the blacksmith. War doesn't work that way, and the Wraiths can't be negotiated with."
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