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The boat beca

‘Me?’ Valdar enquired as the wind howled about them

Gir expression ‘We have need of you and your navigational skill, Valdar Lack-Sword I gave ain’

‘If it is such a noble thing, then we should draw lots,’ Valdar said, ignoring the jibe and laying the trap Girmir would murder him as soon as the cliffs of Raumerike were spotted Earlier if it suited hiods decideunless you fear their judgement’

Even Girree friends and finding none

‘Which will it be?’ Valdar pressed, as another lightning bolt ripped through the sky, highlighting the men’s drenched and pinched faces ‘Which is Ran most likely to be satisfied with—your choice or his?’

The otherhe had tuods’ decision’

‘You will not mind if I hold the counters,’ one of the men said

Girmir bowed his head ‘Go ahead and Valdar Lack-Sword can prepare theods’

Valdar retrieved a set of tafl counters fro everyone the one black stone, and gave the pouch to the man who’d asked for it

After days of inaction and hu One way or another, he would regain his self-respect before he died For too long he’d lived with this hungry ani him that he should have heeded Horik’s request and sat up with hiht

He should have woken before Horik the Younger was murdered, before his oas taken fro, followed his instinct and becos spiralled out of control