Putrefied Citadel herald
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Maggots crawl and writhe in the eye sockets of a putrefied Citadel herald. Replete in immaculate costume, the herald stands stiffly with an expression of disdain on her withered face of grey putrified skin. A large signet ring graces one of her two large wrinkled hands patiently folded one over the other. A polished, leather scroll case hangs at the herald's side, embossed with a large letter "E."
Hunting strategies
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Other information
Putrefied Citadel herald are capable of casting all three versions of Web (118), making it wise to LOOK before exiting a room they're in to ensure they haven't cast the area version.
Messaging
A putrefied Citadel herald dismissively states, "The Citadel fall? Indulge in your fantasies elsewhere."
While webbed:
A putrefied Citadel herald glares ahead and softly says, "Your paltry festival magic trick will not hold me, barbarian."
See also
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