The elf before you is a lean but muscular ranger, subtly watching your every move. His deep blue eyes flash with an intent focus, and his thin lips are pursed together almost into a scowl. Something cold and corrupt emanates from this exquisitely beautiful creature, and every moment you linger, the chill creeps into your very soul.
Findecano Seregon appears to be surrounded by:
Pale sparkles of vermillion and it's permanent.
Pale sparkles of cobalt blue and it's permanent.
A black aura of orc and it's permanent.
A black aura of troll and it's permanent.
A faint numbus of halfling and it's permanent.
A faint numbus of gnome and it's permanent.
Womple on little frog, womple on
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See Quest 391 - Bogged Down in Corruption
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