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This season would havethe replenishhts that led hi A perfectly tiesture to weaken the confederacy, a ploy intended to underuument first thrown into our faces with the settle, its needs growing Your camps on the Reach were seasonal, after all, and with the war they had been all but abandoned ’

It was inevitable that more and more independent ships would come to ply the rich waters of the north coast One could not police them all The Edur need only look at other tribes that had once dwelt beyond the Letherii borderlands, the vast rewards that caara Diskanar of Lether

But we are not as other tribes

The crow cackled fro theits ghostly wings, rose up into the night A final drawn out cawl froesture

Stones turned underfoot behind hi

‘I greet you, Trull,’ Fear said in a quiet voice ‘The words you delivered have roused the warriors’

‘And the Warlock King?’

‘Has said nothing’

Trull returned to his study of the dark waves hissing on the strand ‘Their eyes are fixed upon those ships,’ he said

‘Hannan Mosag knows to look away, brother’

‘He has asked for the sons of Toar What do you know of that?’