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[Illadar]

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Illadar sits on an old rock just outside of Umbra, making sure to not be seen by the townsfolk of the city. He reaches down and runs his hands across the ground, picking as much dirt up as his partial skeletal and decaying hand would allow him. Raising his hand to eye level, his eye sockets begin to swirl with a dark purplish color and small tendrils form from the entropic energy swirling within his eye sockets.

"Let me see if I am strong enough to reach out to any who still are connected to the powers of entropy..."

His skull tilts to the side as he begins to let the dirt in his hand slowly fall through the bottom of his hand, and the energy in his eye sockets swirls faster as Illadar concentrates all of his strength into sending a message through the entropy. Although unsure of how much of his message would get through, he made sure to try to put emphasis on his name.

Any who are connected to the entropic powers of Oblivion, I am Illadar Gilthazul, a Death Knight of the long forgotten Order of the Ebon Skull. I am returned from Oblivion, but am weak. I seek knowledge of the happenings of this new era.

The last of the dirt falls from his hand as he finishes his message and his body slumps forward, exhausted. After a moment he regains enough strength to stand and make his way to wander amongst the corrupted forest, satisfied that he did what he could to send out his message.
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- Illadar