Akyran's Folly
“Scry ahead, you fool.”
He located a lute amongst the packed goods, and settled himself against the side of the cart, as he began to strum.
Narayan and Tilyth were mounted, waiting for me. I settled into the saddle, controlling the horse with my knees as I rolled the kohl between my hands. I would wear the marks of a necromancer now until the war was concluded, as was traditional. Ruelke signalled for the convoy to begin moving, and Leongrad yelled the command to the soldiers. I sent the direction for my skeletons to fall in behind me.
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