Truth in a Dark Place RPG

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Wren had glimpsed the last few slashes of Énien and Turthôl’s fight. Then Énien went down and the noblewoman screamed. Taking the lives of the last three Haradrim upon her, she rushed over there, standing right between the shocked ranger and wounded elf. Turthôl glared at Wren, no recognition in his eyes. The Gondorian mistook the confusion for hatred.

“You’re a sick man, Turthôl, a very sick man. Betrayal? To Rangar? To Énien? To me??” The ranger stared at her, dumbfounded. “I thought—” she stammered, anger beginning to block her mind. “OH! No it all comes together! When you were ‘tracking’ Baroden to Tharbad! You were really going there to meet up with him! Very smooth! Well you certainly had me going! The way you risked everything you had for Rangar. I didn’t realize it until after you fell overboard, but there is a lot more to you than meets the eye, that you probably don’t even know about yourself! You were very strong in character, and you loved Rangar like he was your own brother. To betray him now is something that—” a memory sparked and she lashed out with all the malice he deserved for feigning friendship and handing them over to the enemy. “Something that Sartir would do!!”