It’s that. Blood-drinking undead. [They remind him very unpleasantly of Northrend, of the war against the Lich King...he knows that he’d decided to follow Eames’ lead and all, but his hand is straying to the weapon on his back.]
This is some sort of ritual you were a part of? Unwillingly? [That much seems certain, at least.]
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This is some sort of ritual you were a part of? Unwillingly? [That much seems certain, at least.]