|Introduced:||The Child of Daralet|
- Death messages
- As the ancient mage collapses into viscera and rot, it groans, "His Eternal Splendor will return to deal with your insignificant race!"
- In your mind, the ancient mage whispers, "There are horrors worse than us in this world, child. We merely seek a kingdom. The Spawn seek... But I cannot speak such blasphemies! Why do you fight us? Why do you aid the Enemy?"
- In your mind, the ancient mage whispers, "Listen to me, outlander. The Dark Spawn did not seek to make a binding on Aerlinthe... they sought... to break... one." The pale fire in the creature's eye fades before it can say more.
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