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"YOU AM BAD. YOU AM NO GOOD FOR CAMILLA" , Barra's voice was carrying right inside Camilla's open window, and echoing through her house. At the sound of her name, she leapt up and burst through her front doors. Barra shouting anything about you was never good. Searching frantically through Blackmarsh, trying to locate where his voice was coming from, she finally heard it getting closer, as she reached the back of the tavern. "YOU AM BAD LADY! YOU AM WEIRD! YOU DIE TODAY". The sound of not just Barra's swords, but several other weapons and spells reached her ears as she stood pressed against the side of the tavern. She heard a large commotion and a thud.

"Barra, what the heck are yo....." She turned the back of the corner to find almost all the men from Blackmarsh standing in a half circle around a crumpled up body. Barra, kneeling down and hovering over the body, looked up at Cam, and said "Barra am save eyes for Cam eats, dont worry". She looked to each of the men in turn, but none of them would make eye contact. She looked at the corpse on the ground.. white hair.. her heart sank down into her stomach. She swallowed hard and tried to keep her face as expressionless as possible. Finally, she spoke again, but it came out in odd pitches. "What happened here?"

"Barra am kill bad lady. Come to Blackmarsh too much. " Barra replied, looking fairly proud of himself. "Bad lady look up to no good. Barra save Blackmarsh from bad lady." The other men expressed excuses or just departed quietly, still making no eye contact.

"I really don't think this is a lady, Barra." She knelt down next to the body, opposite side of Barra, and closed her eyes. She tugged its clothes, pulling the body towards her, so it was face up, then opened her eyes slowly to look at it. She started with the feet, and traced the body with her eyes, her stomach churning (like butter). Once she got to the chest, she closed her eyes with another wave of fear. She inhaled deep and long, whispered to herself, then opened her eyes real quick and ..

Woke up in her bed. She whispered, "Azunda", and sprang out of bed, tugging her boots on. She flew down the stairs, only hitting one or two of them, the whole way down. Almost fell several times, banged her elbow on the wall, slammed open her front doors, and ran right outside, in her long johns. Sprinting to the spot from her dream she slid in the mud and landed on her bum with a thud-splat, right where Azunda had been laying crumpled up, about to be skinned for resources by Barra. She looked around the spot and sighed with relief. She sat for a few minutes, trying to regain a normal breathing pattern, then picked herself up and walked back to her house, muddy and all banged up.
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