Monday, November 10
Silence, Silver, and Secrets: Part 2a – Lasher
“You must be looking for the Commander’s corpse,” Ayrus said matter-of-factly.
Beldin took a sip from a mug the bartender provided. “I might.”
“You and the rest of the Nierite army. I wouldn’t try too hard though. Seems that they caught one of the murderer’s compatriots; nearly caught the killer himself, but he’s a wily fellow.”
Beldin nearly spat out the contents of his mug. “Oh?”
“Yeah, a val’Abebi, right? They caught his Milandisian friend. And the Nierites like nothing more than capturing a Milandisian after the defeat of Leonydas’ army. You know him?”
“I know of him,” Beldin said carefully.
“They think this Kham guy is the leader of a rebellion they staged. He’s obviously organized enough to coordinate a break out from prison; then there was the incident with the Burning Man…”
Beldin nodded. “I heard. You think he’s behind that too?”
“The Autocrat thinks so, and that’s all that matters,” said Ayrus.
“Hey!” shouted a gruff voice from across the bar. “Hey, you! Dwarf! You’re Beldin, right?”
Beldin turned around. “Who wants to know?” [MORE]
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