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He shook his head "I don’t trust the Arch-Rike This place has his taint on it somehow Let’s see e can learn and then leave"

"We are walking into a trap, Paedrin"

He s "Remember Drosta’s Lair? I already know it’s a trap Let’s set it off and see what happens"

"The wisest as well as the "

--Possidius Adeodat, Archivist of Kenatos

The docks spread through Lydi like a maze The creak of wood from the massive ships in the waters co ropes and the squawk of birds The air had the s in the extre, creating treacherous footing A feandered the inner streets No one had challenged thelanced at theed If it was a trap, there was no bait to tempt the of the two races into so new There were no Bhikhu, other than hins of authority at all There were carts packed with goods for sale on the docks, all sray-haired wos littered the way

Paedrin quickly picked a tavern and approached, but it was closed Most of the ships were closed, the gangplanksfor you at the Wharf Rat Water’s edge"

Paedrin turned and saw a young fellow, probably twelve, lurking past the to the end of the boardwalk He had flint-like eyes and a sallow face An urchin, by his looks

"Who?" Hettie asked

The boy backed away, shaking his head "I did what I was paid to do" He turned on his heels and ran

Paedrin was about to go after hi us from that boat He saw htened of us"

"No patrols No Preachán trying to sell Do we leave now or listen to the boy?"