Exhausted by the events of the last few weeks, Mandrith walks out of Hydlaa to have a nice, relaxing walk. Little does he know that he is being followed.....
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Mandrith decides to sit down by the Cutthroat's Bane and rest for a bit, and he begins to drift off into sleep. But before he can fall asleep, he hears footsteps, slowly getting closer to him. His eyes open to see a cloaked klyros standing close to him. He unsheathes his sabers, and prepares to fight. He asks the klyros "Who are you?", to which they reply, in a low, solemn voice: "Your worst nightmare." Mandrith, realizing who it is, looks shocked. He begins to say a name, but is stopped as a mace hits his skull, knocking him unconscious. His assailant begins to drag him away, into the hills.
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The next day, Mandrith walks through the northern gate, smiling. "Now you will suffer, brother... For the pain you have caused me."
