"Ugh. All you can smell here is sulfur. It smells of torment. I long for the sweet scent of the Marahja flowers that grow throughout the Sunward Marches."
We have to do what we have to do.
"That rancid, undead two-legged walker is waiting for you at the edge of the Desolation. I wouldn't trust him if I were you. But I surmise you don't have much choice. You can't just sit around and wait for Abaddon and Nightfall to come to us. Let me know when you are ready."
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