Related topics: Nuhmudira
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| Stats
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| Level
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126
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| Strength
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110
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| Endurance
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200
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| Coordination
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115
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| Quickness
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110
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| Focus
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260
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| Self
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260
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| Health
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200
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| Stamina
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325
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| Mana
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460
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Notes
Lore & Dialog
- Nuhmudira appears in a flourish of wispy thin smoke, as she coalesces she lets out a low laugh. Gaerlan's form seems frozen in time.
- Nuhmudira says, "Dead? Dead? Not dead. Not yet. There is so much left that you need to do."
- Nuhmudira says, "You have done well to ruin this cur's reign. I also would like to thank those of you that assisted me in my hour of need. It is difficult to show such forgiveness to one that finds and kills her own kind. I am glad that some of you had that pity in your heart."
- Nuhmudira pauses and gives a hard look to the floating form of Gaerlan.
- Nuhmudira says, "On the other hand, I have no such pity within my breast for this man."
- Nuhmudira starts speaking in an incomprehensible language.
- Nuhmudira says, "Saervu Nuhmudi, Gaerlan."
- Mana swirls in the place where Gaerlan was slain.
- Nuhmudira says, "Yes, Gaerlan an endless life of servitude. Forever imprisoned within the walls of this citadel. Worse still within a phylactery. You shall rise so that my people may visit upon you the torment you meant for me to endure."
