Thursday, February 5
Unpaid Debts: Part 4 – The Citadel of Storms
They were welcomed as representatives of the Duke of Moratavia and escorted into an inner chamber. A handful of Blades of Hurrian, four in all, met them there.
“What have you found on the path?” asked the eldest and obvious authority, Divelo Norvitecus. “Is Precision in your care?”
“Not yet,” said Sebastian. “We found some tracks but lost them near the gorge.”
“Interesting. When the Arch-Prelate’s guard was overdue, we sent Claduius here to seek out signs of their passage. He was a scout in the legions before he joined us here.”
“Great.” Kham addressed Claudius. “You’re coming with us.”
“It is done. Tomorrow, Claudius will go with you to see if he can find the trail of those who took Precision. But for tonight, let us dine tighter. I apologize that the meals here are not as extravagant as you may be accustomed in the homes of princes and generals, but we fare well nonetheless.”
True to his word, they were provided with a hearty if simple fare in the keep’s great hall. Monks surrounded them, asking them news of the outside world.
Kham peered at one of the monks. “I know you…” [MORE]
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