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Wakeful, solitary Baaljagg’s eyes had seen more of the world than could be fathoift had coed, eventually became one And in this, yet another layer of loss and pain The beast now sought … so like … redress …

What do you ask of me, wolf? No, not of me -- you ask not of me, do you? You ask of my companion, the undead warrior Onos T’oolan It was him you awaited, whilst you shared company with Lady Envy And Garath? Ah, another mystery for another ti back as the link snapped Baaljagg slept at his side Dazed, treloo hi from one shoulder

Oh, Beru fend See? Soft inside Far too soft for this world and its layered histories, its endless tragedies ’What?’ Toc asked, his voice rasping ’What is it this ants of you, T’lan Imass?’

The warrior cocked his head ’An end to her loneliness, iven answer?’

Tool turned away, dropping the hares to the ground His voice when he spoke shocked the scout with its rawfor her’

The cold, lifeless tone was gone, and for the first ti of what hid behind that deathly, desiccated visage ’I’ve never heard you speak in pain before, Tool I didn’t think-’

’You heard wrong,’ the T’lan Iain devoid of inflection ’Have you coer?’

’Aye, like you showedarrows I’ve ever had the pleasure of owning Thank you, Tool It’s outrageous, but I aed ’They will serve you well’

’I hope you’re right’ He rose with a grunt ’I’ll do the meal, then’

’That is Senu’s task’

Toc squinted at the T’lan Iuleh, Tool, not servants While Lady Envy isn’t here, I will treat the colanced over to find the tarriors staring at him ’Even if they won’t talk to me’

He took the hares from the T’lan Imass, crouched down beside the hearth ’Tellthe first of the creatures, ’when you’re out there hunting … any sign of other travellers? Are we completely alone on this Lamatath Plain?’