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’Release the invitation, sir’

’As you coan growing, its light thinning, the sphere growing translucent Karnadas stepped back to give it space, fighting down his alarm at the sheer power behind this communication ’Sir, there are souls within this Not two or three -- a dozen, maybe more -- yet they are bound within one I have not seen its like before’

A figure, sitting cross-legged, slowly took forht leather armour The man’s face showed an expression of round, the two Grey Swords could see the interior walls of a s his dark eyes a lurid glow

’Address hiuage, sir? Our native Elin?’

The figure cocked his head at the quiet exchange ’That’s an aard dialect,’ he said in Daru, ’with Daru the obvious mother Can you understand h to Capan’

The h, then! You are in Capustan, excellent Are you the city’s rulers, then?’

The Destriant frowned ’You do not know us? Your … coe of our Reve ’

’Ah, yes, well, that particular weaving ofthose who stuet it was intended to reach I assume you are of Capustan’s teain -- Mask Council, yes?’

’No,’ Brukhalian rumbled, ’we are not’

’Go on, please, I aued now’

’Pleased to hear it, sir,’ the Mortal Sword replied, stepping forward ’Your invitation has been answered by Destriant Karnadas -- who stands beside me -- at my request I command the Grey Swords-’