All of their eyes were locked on her. “Very well,” Xanthus answered. “I’m not sure that I’ve ever been better. “Tell me,” he whispered ominously.
He put his foot on the dropped book, These are Gospel Talks, my boy, he said. Certain thatthis would be their last act in defiance of the Vagaries, the other warriors did the same. It would be numbingly cold, but that was just what hewanted. He was a Shadowood gnome, and Faegan’s most trustedherbmaster.
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