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Twenty-nineA Chapter by IsemayWaking, Kwes felt cold and nauseous. His belly ached as if Tark had given him a beating while he slept. He tried to sit up and someone next to him jer.. |
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ThirtyA Chapter by IsemayCyran suspected that Odos had used some sort of magic to put Kwes to sleep, the half-elf didn't stir as the older man spoke with the child.“Litt.. |
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Thirty-oneA Chapter by IsemaySyreilla held the doorway open and the woman in front of her trembled. “I hate repeating myself. So I’ll start by making certain you under.. |
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Thirty-twoA Chapter by IsemayKwes managed to sit up somewhat to look incredulously at Syreilla as Odos broke into laughter.“If you can make Lady Rook promise to spare people.. |
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Thirty-threeA Chapter by IsemayCyran was in a sour mood as he went to find Syreilla. Mylena didn’t seem particularly grateful for their arrival despite her fear of the Rook. S.. |
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Thirty-fourA Chapter by IsemaySyr had her tent set up outside of the stable next to the cart but she was lying on her back on the stable roof looking up at the evening sky. The sou.. |
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Thirty-fiveA Chapter by IsemayKwes sipped slowly on the home brewed beer Mylena had grudgingly given him after dinner. He’d slept quite a bit during the day and he wasn&rsquo.. |
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Thirty-sixA Chapter by IsemaySyr had tied on a colorful scarf to cover her ears and everything she expected to need was either secured beneath the bright fabric of her dress or se.. |
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Thirty-sevenA Chapter by IsemayIn his dream, Cyran was kneeling in front of the altar of the orphanage in Caoria. Brother Somi knelt beside him.“Why would you refuse the divin.. |
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Thirty-eightA Chapter by IsemaySyr turned to go and before she’d reached the stable the back of her neck tingled as she heard soft but clear, “Thank you, Syreilla the Ro.. |
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Thirty-nineA Chapter by IsemayAfter Syreilla vanished Grimgrip muttered, “He’s resting the way we all should be.”“You can rest at Delver’s Deep. I&rsq.. |
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FortyA Chapter by IsemayStepping through the doorway that Isca opened, Syr inclined her head, the space in front of her wasn’t what she expected, however. The stone wal.. |
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Forty-oneA Chapter by IsemayCyran wandered through the misty landscape, at times it was countryside, along the road from Withia or the fields he remembered around the orphanage a.. |
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Forty-twoA Chapter by IsemayThe gentle touch on her cheek made Syreilla jerk awake, sending water over the side of the tub. Looking around she blinked in confusion for a moment u.. |
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Forty-threeA Chapter by Isemay“We need to discuss the plans more thoroughly first, Syreilla, and you want me to take someone completely untrained in with me into the goddess .. |
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Forty-fourA Chapter by IsemayThe guest bed was large enough for Master Odos and Syr was sprawled out across it blissfully when she heard the argument outside the chamber.“Sh.. |
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Forty-fiveA Chapter by Isemay“No. If my armor cannot fit beneath it-” Cyran scowled as the half-elf threw his hands up and pulled the tailor away to speak to the man.I.. |
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Forty-sixA Chapter by IsemaySirruil was walking among those working the forges with an awed look on his face and Syr came to sit on the bench next to Orefinder with a grin, &ldqu.. |
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Forty-sevenA Chapter by IsemayKwes paced the cell with a scowl. They’d striped him of everything and given him a piece of cloth to tie around his hips. Cyran, in the cell acr.. |
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Forty-eightA Chapter by IsemaySyr was watching Sirruil talk animatedly to his siblings as they ate, about the ways he’d seen into the treasure rooms with the circlet on. Most.. |
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