Grey - HP: 17\17 - Conditions: None - Active Effects: None

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"We are aware. We arrived through the swamps." Grey says with a shrug, wondering if a swamp where no one really goes might truly be the perfect hiding spot for a malicious group of necromancers. Still there's no point in sharing such opinion with this Deruno, so he grabs the spear and takes his leave with a polite goodbye to join the rest of the group waiting outside.

"So. Any idea where we could go now?" he asks the others "I am still partial to having a conversation with this Tarascon's fellows."