“What about the Necrophagians?” Shailiha asked the table at large. Following Tristan’s instructions, Shailiha imagined the gold medallion hanging around her neck. At first he was sure he was hallucinating, due to the terrible cold and lack of food. As Tristanwatched, the arrow buried itself squarely in the red heart that had been painted onto the strawman.
We tell you these things only because you are about to die. “Despite my wish for peace, I am still a high-ranking member of the Imperial Order,” he added. We simply cannot afford to take thatchance. The elaborate spell calculations had been Einar’s handiwork, with Reznik consulting.
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