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Chapter 17: War Of The Lost
"What are you doing here?"
"I could ask you the same thing, but I fear the answer would only sadden me." The old man smiled. "So, rather, I would ask: why are you sleeping in this blizzard without a fire?"
Sethlzaar frowned. "I already told you. The wood was wet."
"Oh well, it's a good thing I ran into you then. I've been told luck tends to favor me."
Sethlzaar doubted luck had any hand in it.
The man took out a piece of dried meat from his cloak and offered it casually. "Are you hungry?"
Sethlzaar's stomach growled at the invitation. But his brain, understanding there was a reason it was called a test, and why it was done individually, shook his head.
The man shook his head too. "Just like last time," he said blandly. "Still pulling crazy stunts. First, a misty forest. Now, a raging blizzard." He cocked his head to the side questioningly
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