Black Ice

- I wouldn't recommend it, - Lankater stated dryly. - Regardless of how you or I feel about the Magister, if you do this, you will definitely end up on the Order's list of criminals. Few stay there for long. - Waimond took a few more sips of the alcoholic beverage. - Regarding my task... it no longer matters. I decided to handle it myself, but I need someone, or a few people, to watch my back. Would you like to do this tomorrow? Please.
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Atelstan remained silent for a long time, focusing on his preparations. Realizing that Joseph wouldn't leave him alone until he got answers, he finally spoke.
- Yes, something happened. Some time ago, I sent one of the Order's members to escort a sorceress from the academy. I received a message from the academy's sorcerer mentor that he had successfully taken her away, but he didn't arrive here. For a long time, I racked my brains, trying to figure out what had happened. And now I have the answer. He took her to Mondnacht. I'm going to bring her back. Joseph... I've never met this person before; what's wrong with him?

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Torvar's eyes showed complete incomprehension.
-- What's interfering with what?

Dalingr sighed wearily. - It doesn't matter. They die. We help the peasants. You get paid. Understand?