Koro collects the issue upon noticing the words "Xaela" and "Dead" inscribed on the paper. She squint her eyes, struggling to read but eventually grasps the meaning of this grim news.
"No matter how great or advanced this society gets, there will still be predators stalking in the night. Hidden among kin. I suppose some things never change."
She rest the newspaper back where it was found and leaves the town for a comfortable rock to sleep upon. The double-faced jungle that was known as Ul'dah was ever deceiving in it's fake sense of safety and civilization, but the ruthless wilds never lied about their dangers.
"No matter how great or advanced this society gets, there will still be predators stalking in the night. Hidden among kin. I suppose some things never change."
She rest the newspaper back where it was found and leaves the town for a comfortable rock to sleep upon. The double-faced jungle that was known as Ul'dah was ever deceiving in it's fake sense of safety and civilization, but the ruthless wilds never lied about their dangers.
