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Gilcrest let Kaelan have the moment with Pomrick. A small beat passed after the latter's truncated reply, and then Gilcrest said (mostly to Kaelan, but with extension to Reven and Pomrick too), "And that's a better prospect than the Noct Yaegir—they've got some...code, or some such. I'm not...

OUTSIDE THE WAYWARD REST The rain pattered on the hood of Morgan's cloak and it pattered on her shoulders and she eyed the Wayward Rest with a level calm. The innocent girl was not in truth innocent. This particular ploy, of holding a seemingly innocent girl hostage and demanding ransom from...

OUTSIDE THE WAYWARD REST Rain poured in relentless sheets, silvery against the light of the pale moons. In defiance of the night slim orange lights from inside the Wayward Rest issued forth. The inn was one of many in the vicinity of the thin arms of land to the west and east of Alliria and...

"You better not be lyin to me—remember what I said." And with that Reven left the matter be. Though he put hands on Pomrick to drag him out of the office, he didn't touch him on the way back in. Just opened the door calmly and walked back in himself, leaving the final choice of whether to walk...

"Old crone like that? She ain't got nothin better to do'n talk. Worst it'll be is her makin shit up—which I hope it ain't," Reven said by way of agreement with Aske's explanation. He believed it, because it wasn't hard to believe. Frankly the most dubious part was that it cost him a silver to...

"You askin me? Or tellin me? Because if yer gonna say it you better goddamn mean it." Pomrick Bloomsfield

"Say it. Say 'I hear you.' Say it and mean it. Or walk. Do it now. One or the other." Pomrick Bloomsfield

Reven's brow immediately took to a furious slant, and he glared at the younger man in the preposterous gear. He leaned his face close to Pomrick's own to make sure he got the message loud and clear, even though he would speak in a low tone to keep this all between the two of them. "You think...

The room—Kaelan, Reven, Zael, Gilcrest—all looked at Pomrick. A chasm filled with hard silence marked the end of his longwinded response to Kaelan. Then Reven gruffly stepped forward and dropped a heavy hand on Pomrick's shoulder, saying sidelong to Captain Gilcrest as he did, "Gimme a moment...

Walking with Aske and Zinnia through Vel Luin, seeing it freshly pissed on after the rain and looking now with a more attentive eye, Reven took in sorry sight of some of its citizenry. He wasn't much for city living himself—never had been, probably never will be. And, look now, he'd had this...

The elf had his head on straight. The redhead? Well, so far as Reven knew, lots of would-be monster hunters died young or quit early. And he didn't have much reason to doubt that. Hardly a moment later, Captain Gilcrest returned to the office, and he had another man in tow. Long blond hair...

Zinnia kicked the decision back to him. Alright. He'd a mind to be a helping hand in whatever scheme was cooked up to heist the local authority—their prizes seemed to be locked up tight, if Zinnia's assessment was anything to go by. Livia said something odd to him, and Reven glanced her way...

The fisherman—now better known to Reven as "the scalper"—seemed eager to get started. Aske was his name, or at least what he preferred to be called, and whatever business he had with the scalp of the murderer Reven couldn't imagine and, frankly, didn't much mind; he just sounded a little bit...

A nudge and an answer from the Sister. Ah, seemed Warhammer—Zinnia, as her name would soon be revealed—was like his old friend Daz. Daz had a quavery voice, born with it, and while he always got shit for it, he was witty, and the shakiness of his voice somehow made his comebacks all the funnier...

Now that was funny. Reven didn't expect to scare her right back, but scared she was. No more than a moment's fright, as though both of them had come round a corner at the same time and given each other a start. She talked strange, the Sister did, and Reven thought he got the gist of it all—but...