– Calling humans to their doom is a sure way to kill the poor fellows for no reason, – Rurek began listing the options. – We only have one suitable elm, and it's already occupied. A half-sorcerer is wandering somewhere. He's not here. It's as if there's no one to rely on... maybe you have a couple of strong guys in mind who are willing to take a walk through the Crimson Mountains?
Rurek didn't really want to check the 50/50 odds. He had never been lucky in such matters.