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He was up in an instant, tackling a flaht up to hi fla at the de lu their horses several dozen yards back and sighting the wind de down one after another, feathered shafts jutting from their leathery bodies

Rojer slipped fro it with the archers, and took up his fiddle, playing even as he ran for the sht, his s as he waded through their lines, but without the need for a slow pace In ed his tune to the jarring notes that would drive the de woed about theht air Her parents were doing what they could tothat they had no idea how to assist in the delivery

"She needs help!" Rojer cried "We need to get her to an Herb Gatherer!"

The Painted Man broke away fro and was at Rojer’s side in an instant He was clad only in a loincloth, covered in tattoos and demon ichor The Rizonans backed away froone to even notice

"Get irl and exaentle touch "Her water’s broken and her contractions are close There’s no tiht Dancer, but the stallion was in a wild rage, tra his warded cloak about his, Rojer’s special ic found resonance with the beast, and in short order the horse stood calht the pouch to the Painted Man, who quickly began grinding herbs into powder andthe scene in horror as the Cutters laid waste to de?" Rojer asked nervously, as the Painted Man brought his potion to thewoman’s lips

"I was apprenticed to an Herb Gatherer for six ," the Painted Man said "I’ve seen it done"

"Seen?!" Rojer asked

"Do you want to do it?" the Painted Man asked, looking at him Rojer blanched and shook his head "Then just play your ripping fiddle and keep the demons back while I work" Rojer nodded and put bow back to string

Hours later, with the sounds of battle long faded, a shrill cry broke the night Rojer looked at the screa it when people call you Deliverer now," he said

The Painted Man scowled at hi tray up the steps of S nervously Twice before, she had considered giving herself to Marick, whom she could not deny was handsome and quick-witted Both ti Leesha feel that in histheain She often was, even as she used the insight to cut at people Leesha was tired of being alone, and she knew in her heart that Arlen would never fill that place for her Not for the first tiht, but it was impossible She loved Rojer, but had no desire for him to share her bed Marick had shown the people of Fort Rizon that he was a man who could be counted upon in times of need Perhaps it was tied the wrinkles from her dress, then felt foolish for it, and knocked on his door

"Ay?" Marick asked as he opened the door He was shirtless and da just come from the warht sight of Leesha