"He's found us again," rasped Roul, glancing quickly around the corner and down an alleyway of Ragash.
Amidst the foot traffic, he caught a glimpse of red robes and the glint of mail. More than that, he could smell the man. He reeked of monkshood. Not a scent others would notice, but to Roul it came across clear and caustic despite the bodily stench and perfumes of the bazaar. He grit his teeth and looked to Keres, blue eyes staring out from a face sunburnt to bronze and peeling.
I can't believe he found me.
How far did Roul have to run from the Radiants to find peace? He knew the answer they would give.
Further than the light of the Sun.
The red robed man paused, then began to move in their direction.
Amidst the foot traffic, he caught a glimpse of red robes and the glint of mail. More than that, he could smell the man. He reeked of monkshood. Not a scent others would notice, but to Roul it came across clear and caustic despite the bodily stench and perfumes of the bazaar. He grit his teeth and looked to Keres, blue eyes staring out from a face sunburnt to bronze and peeling.
I can't believe he found me.
How far did Roul have to run from the Radiants to find peace? He knew the answer they would give.
Further than the light of the Sun.
The red robed man paused, then began to move in their direction.