[Anduin is grateful for the break from the endless stream of healing the wounded, here in this strange makeshift hospital that they have set up. He wonders how long the other man has been here -- it seems like it must have been some time, the way he speaks of this place.
A frozen fortress consumed by two dead legions. A frozen fortess of the dead which their forces were forced to flee from. To here, he wonders? From one disaster to the next...
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A frozen fortress consumed by two dead legions. A frozen fortess of the dead which their forces were forced to flee from. To here, he wonders? From one disaster to the next...
Anduin frowns at that thought.]
Anurr... The other undead legion you spoke of?