"Go to the meadow, by the river. Go at night. take nothing iron and no fire. Bring silver, and meat and mead. Now leave me and mine boy!"
That had been the advice of the old woman of the hedge near his clan. Rumors said her skill with potions and poultices came from a bargain with the Duanann...
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