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“The odds? Who are the pieces?“ | “The odds? Who are the pieces?“ | ||
− | “Maylon Hendrake, Jurt Sawell, and Borlak the Ravager on one side. Arloxedra, Carissa, and Vander on the other | + | “Maylon Hendrake, Jurt Sawell, and Borlak the Ravager on one side. Arloxedra, Carissa, and Vander on the other. And a wild card... Im not sure. According to the oracles its a piano player or a demon, maybe both.. ” |
“What do you know of them?” leaning in finally more curious then terrified. | “What do you know of them?” leaning in finally more curious then terrified. | ||
− | + | “Maylon has been to Trasidy many times, as you know. She likes the bloody parts. Jurt does some trade in exotic animals, nothing profane. I've done a tiny bit of work with him. He's been here to find musical acts, magical oddities, yet, he comes from the same bloodline as Maylon. Borlak,..luckily we have not made the acquaintance of him and glad I am of it. I've seen what his horde does to cities. I met Arloxedra when Eric was crowned, as part of your entourage. Nebbish, nervous, critically flawed, with the mark of doom. The others, just visions. Speed, youth, potential. A spare heir, an infant war-god, in case a doomed prince was sacrificed by a pragmatic king. A girl child who walked the pattern holding her father's hand. A demon flayed alive by his brothers till he cursed and rocked the towers of chaos. I can't say which is more dangerous; devils we know or devils we don't. “ | |
“Your advice?” The Lord of Trasidy leans in and asks. | “Your advice?” The Lord of Trasidy leans in and asks. |