Clintar Dreamwalker snaps up to a kneeling position, but seems as though he's somewhere else.
Clintar Dreamwalker says: What are you doing in Ysera's realm, interloper? Leave us, I say! Your kind are not welcome here!
Clintar Dreamwalker gets to his feet, beginning to recognize his surroundings.
Clintar Dreamwalker says: You -- you're not one of them! Let's get out of sight before they find us! Hurry!
Clintar Dreamwalker says: They're following me, <race>! Quickly, tell me why you're here before we're discovered! If they catch up to me, it will mean my death and yours!
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