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After Shade had dismembered himself from his two companions, he made his way to the top of the Tower. As he was cautiously moving from room to room, he began to hear a soft noise coming below him. As he put his ear to the wall, he could hear someone banging on the walls below him. A short conversation takes place, and the wall beating continues. The Elf smirks. "Indeed, they will bash their way from one end to the other. I thought the other Thieves had given up on this Tower, once they learned that the entrance is a good ten stories above the base of the structure.." The Assassin continues up, passing floors every few minutes. In around 20 minutes, Shade had made his way to the top. Picking the magical lock off the door, he proceeded into the room. Stumbling over disbelief, the Elf let out a short 'GASP' as he caught sight of the Mage. "What are you doing here? You're supposed to be dead!" Halfway between his outburst, the Mage turns to face the Assassin, revealing the rotting skin, pale irises of the bloodshot eyes, and the foul presence of a... Lich. When the features come into view, Shade stumbles backwards, down the flight of stairs he had just ascended.
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