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The not-Cortosi walked along the trail, deeper into their territory. To the unmaker’s credit, it was not obvious to Kael that she was following him. Every once in a while he would get the feeling that she was in a specific spot or direction, but it would disappear from his senses as soon he...

“Basmarc yes, your coming is known to me.” The old woman replied, a twinklr making it’s way into her oak-brown pupils. “And just as handsome as I have seen.” She replied, then turned her face to Kael. “He’s a taller and a bit less green than I recall, but I’m sure all will be seen in time.”...

“Nonsense Lord Heller. I’m right here.” Kael interjected himself in, implying himself to be the Initiate mentioned. Kael sported the simple yet distinguished dress uniform of an initiate. He’d last worn it at Natalis, a celebration where he’d made quite the fool of himself. He hoped to avoid...

While many might have found Vittoria's request odd, to the Goblin mind there was a practical artistry to it. She was in essence, offering to help him with his disguise. The same way another woman might ask to help another with makeup. Kael shook his head in response, but there was no malice or...

Kael nodded and followed Basmarc’s movements. The pair made their way to their horses. Though much of Rovani culture was foreign to him the eating tendency was not. His own tribe had similar order, back when he was a member of it. He wondered sometimes where they were now. So many of them were...

Kael's companion re-materialized and chose to lead the way. Kael kept up, sporting the new face as he did so. Like Vittoria he kept silent. Their plan was agreed upon, so the only reason to speak would be to alert the other of new information, or to change the plan. "I don't think that's the...

"How useful." Kael commented. Internally he was conflicted, finding it equally impressive and terrifying that the unmaker could also unmake her appearance. Part of him wondered what games she played with Basmarc using such talents. He decided he did not want to know. In an instant Kael assumed...

Kael continued to make his way east through the haphazard collection of boats that made for a street. As he continued he would stop at intervals that were irregular in distance, but sensible given the unique construction of the town. It was the simple stops of an out-of-towner, checking each...

Vittoria's words could be interpreted as an order. An order of a peer, that would cause conflict with many a dreadlord. Kael made no such fight, but nodded at the plan. "I can read and place such runes." Kael responded. 'Adept' was perhaps a stretch of his capability with rune magic, but he...

Kael observed as Larrainth very pragmatically made her choice. He studied the frame for a moment, the widths of his clavicle, the depths of his cheek, the length of his bangs, and so forth. Kael considered the girl's words. "No plan yet. Just collecting tools." Kael responded. He pondered their...

Kael pondered the girl’s words. If he were fighting for his tribe he’d want to go to the meeting place. Try to ambush the ambushers. Here there were only humans. Anirians at that. Yet he still wanted to go, just less than he normally would have. Why am I growing to care for these people? Kael...

Kael was a professional, but it he wasn't he would have frowned at the magic voice through his ear. It wasn't so much having a supervisor as it was expected for initiates to pair with senior Dreadlords, but what the man was that brought discomfort. A mentalist, or psychemancer as this one...

The combo of painful intimidation and merciful intimidation seemed to do the trick. Kael watched the girl as Vittoria went from body to body. “Were your crew receiving or delivering the message?” Kael asked. The girl was obviously unhappy with further questions, but not fighting it openly. She...

As Vittoria examined the paper Kael took careful note of her face. It was a look of effort, and yet focus. He could tell she could read the language, albeit with a bit more effort than Kael. She'd probably never had an orc emissary paint threats on the side of her estate in the blood of a warg...