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He listened to her calmly. Xelldra and the other people connected to him were largely undead. He had intimate knowledge of them and their physical characteristics. He looked at her calmly from his expression it was clear that Cerna didn't disgust him or anything like that. He seemed curious about her if anything.
He nodded. "Someone I care about is also Undead." He began. He wondered how much he should tell Cerna. "I have a mate back in my home waiting for me. Well...more than one. But we keep open relationships back home." He explained reflecting upon his demon lord status.
The wizened old demon looked at her with surprising gentleness. "Do you have someone back home waiting for you?"
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"Do i have someone?" She had to pause and think about that "If i did, I do not remember...A lot of the events that occurred before my undeath are all a clouded haze now. Such is the life of a Death Knight"
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He considered that she may have died to get into her current state of undeath. He thought about what she said.
She was an elegant puzzle that was starting to come together in his mind's eye. He was learning everything he could about her. She fascinated him. His eyes were locked on her person and he was trying to memorize everything about her appearance. He wanted to make sure he never forgot her. He paused for a moment.
"I have some experience dealing with Undead folks. Your kind are not so bad. Bad reputation and stigma mainly." He considered what he was saying. "Lady Xelldra would like you a lot." He said calmly. "You're different from the Undead of Althanas but still Undead nonetheless. I'd like to take you back to my city me and my people built someday." He told her. "We are building a place all are welcome. Regardless of race..." He sighed. He thought about the human concept of laws and such and those thoughts always disturbed him.
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She smiles for the first time since the encounter "How about now?" She says
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Her response genuinely surprised him.
He was expecting some sort of a different response. He nodded. "I can take you to my home yes." He said calmly. "That will happen once we are done talking to the priests about your situation though." He paused for a moment. "Once that is done well pack things up together and I'll take you back home with me."
He sighed content.
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Cerna nods and seemed genuinely surprised. Not only did he want to bring her back to his people he also wanted to free her from her mental slavery? Maybe this guy isn't so bad after all... she thought to herself. She began to have a severe headache from her mental link. Figures that whoever had her enslaved wouldn't let her go that easy.
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He studied the expression of inner struggle she was having.
His experiences with N'Jal had set him on the path he was on marching to his destiny.
Nosdyn observed her inner suffering wishing he was skilled enough to assist her. The priesthood would though...they were quite clever folks. He took a deep breath and sighed. He wish he had arcane knowledge needed to weave schools of magic. But his skill set was physical prowess based.
He kept his eyes locked on her. "When morning comes I will take y0u to see the priesthood." He promised knowing that her freedom was necessary.
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Cerna looked towards him and gave a light smile, nodding as she leaned into him
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Her movement surprised him for a moment or two but then he drew comfort from that closeness.
He wrapped his large arms around her body gently calmly.
He massaged her lower back softly...he didn't even feel that nervous.
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She smiles and relaxes as he wrapped his arms around her. The headache still hit her like a truck, But at least near him she can find the strength to tolerate such a burden
