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[tar_palantir]

*Gets an extremely vivid vision of Pharazôn being sliced to pieces by some evil demon.*

*JUST about manages to keep his breakfast down because, ew, blood.*

*Hurries over to the fort to warn his ickle girl. For her sake you understand, not for his nephew's, Lord no.*

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[lomihina]

*answers the door with a tear-streaked face*

Oh. YOU.

[tar_palantir]

Where's Pharazôn? Is he out? If he's in, tell him NOT to go out today because I have a really, really bad feeling...

[tar_telemnar]

*stands beside his daughter-in-law.*

You're about twelve hours too late.

[lomihina]

...

Bad feeling?

You're too late. Too. FUCKING. Late.

*starts wiping at her eyes with a very damp handkerchief and looks away from you*