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"Changu and Nidao are gone," Ingtar said abruptly He sounded cold and angry, but shaken, too "We counted every head in the keep, alive or dead, last night and again this u was on guard in the dungeon yesterday," Rand said slowly

"And Nidao They had the second watch They always stayed together, even if they had to trade or do extra duty for it They were not on guard when it happened, butThey fought at Tarwin’s Gap, a elmar when his horse went doith Trollocs all around hi is breaking apart"

Athe street and joined in behind Ingtar He was a towns hair cut long A bundle and waterbottles were lashed behind his saddle, and a shortbladed sword and a notched swordbreaker hung at his belt, along with a cudgel

Ingtar noticed Rand’s glances "This is Hurin, our sniffer There was no need to let the Aes Sedai know about hi keeps a sniffer in Fal Moran, and there’s another in Ankor Dail It’s just that Aes Sedai seldo ato do with the Power, of course Aaaah! You tell hitar," the man said He bowed low to Rand from his saddle "Honor to serve, my Lord"

"Call rinned and took it

"As you wish, tar and Lord Kajin don’t elmar, of course -- but they say in the town you’re an outland prince from the south, and some outland lords are strict for every et away from that, now "Just Rand"

Hurin blinked "As you wish, my Lor--ah --Rand I’m a sniffer, you see Been one four years this Sunday I never heard of such a thing before then, but I hear there’s a few others likebad srew Took a whole year before I realized what it was I could s Smell where it happened Smell the trail of those who did it Every trail’s different, so there’s no chance of tar heard of it, and took ’s justice"

"You can s at the e, not small "You mean you can really follow somebody who, say, killed another man? By smell?"

"I can that, my Lor--ah--Rand It fades with tier it lasts Aiie, I can sh the trails of the ht, the trails of the Trollocs al A fight in a tavern, though, with one in hours"

"I can see where you wouldn’t want Aes Sedai to find out"

"Ah, Lord Ingtar was right about the Aes Sedai, the Light illumine them–ah–Rand There was one in Cairhien once -- Brown Ajah, but I swear I thought she was Red before she letto find out how I do it She didn’t like not knowing She keptatthe One Power AloneI just s Moiraine Old barriers weaken There is sos walk again, and new things are born We e He shivered "So we’ll track those who took the Horn with your nose"

Ingtar nodded Hurin grinned proudly, and said, "We will that -- ah -- Rand I followed a murderer to Cairhien, once, and another all the way to Maradon, to bring therin faded, and he looked troubled "This is the worst ever, though Murder smells bad, and the trail of a murderer stinks with it, but this " His nose wrinkled "There were ht Darkfriends, must be, but you can’t tell a Darkfriend by smell What I’ll follow is the Trollocs, and the Half andeven worse, the Light help ates, and just beyond the walls Hurin lifted his face to the breeze His nostrils flared, then he gave a snort of disgust "That way, tar looked surprised "Not toward the Blight?"

"No, Lord Ingtar Faugh!" Hurin wiped his mouth on his sleeve "I can alht, then, the Areat and oman, who deserves better than me to serve her Take the trail, Hurin"

Rand turned and peered back through the gates, up the street to the keep He hoped Egas all right Nynaeve will look after her Maybe it’s better this way, like a clean cut, too quick to hurt till after it’s done

He rode after Ingtar and the Gray Owl banner, south The as ht he heard laughter in it, faint and htdark streets of Illian, which still rang with celebration left over froht In only a few more days, the Great Hunt of the Horn would be sent forth with poends The festivities for the Hunters had blended into the Feast of Teven, with its fareatest prize of all, as always, would go for the best telling of The Great Hunt of the Horn

Tonight the gleemen entertained in the palaces and hty disported themselves, and the Hunters come from every nation to ride out and find, if not the Horn of Valere itself, at least i and story They would have , and fans and ices to dispel the year’s first real heat, but carnival filled the streets, too, in the ht Every day was a carnival, until the Hunt