“They’re coming around again!” Marey tried, mostly successfully, to push down the apprehension from the statement. Feet drummed over the ship’s metal decks the crew scurried about trying to spot which direction the Air Guard approached from this time. Marey didn’t see anything. Not yet, but, if the scope had spotted it, they were out there somewhere, and she’d see them quick enough. She’d other fools to deal with first. She ducked lower and scurried toward the fore. Her mother’s words chased behind her.

The council chambers were the normal chaos of noise which always accompanied the middle of a meeting. Too many provinces were represented in the room. Too many differing cultures differing with traditions. Theyal didn’t see how anyone could expect meetings to proceed otherwise. Still, this part of the meeting did not disturb him as much as what he knew would follow.

“Welcome to the Fighters Guild,” I said and clapping my hands I rubbed them with delight. The abrupt sound along with my booming voice quieted the general conversation in the room. I cast an appraising gaze over the group. Fourteen new recruits to guild this season. The best class we’d had in ages. Paying the bards in the hinter lands had paid off.

If Darill never saw another undead, it would be too soon. Never mind the fact that the undead had only been attacking Kadenfall for less than a week. The week had been without sun, and at this point their powers had grown weaker. They had to break the siege.

Callum set his pickaxe down on the counter. The metal ringing pleasantly as the solid weight settled itself. A sound which pleased any dwarf, but which humans had yet to learn to appreciate. Callum scowled at the humans across the counter as rubbed their ears. Not a good way to start asking for a favor.

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Dwayde raised an eyebrow and wisely kept his unimpressed expression focused on Thewyn. He hefted the lightweight, fabric from the box Airem had just delivered. “You expect me to wear this?”