Ask for the location of the magician Speckarin’s calamar.”

    The lad did. A series of symbols appeared in his warming device. “You are nine hundred eighty-seven clan dominions east of me.”

    “Wonderful! It’s working. I assume Ruggum’s with you.”

    “Yes.”

    “The two of you—remain exactly where you are. Now that I know your position we’ll come to you. When we’re closer I’ll contact you to update our location. We must take no chances. Should both parties move we might pass each other along the way. We’ll leave around midday. I doubt we can cover the distance before nightfall, but we’ll try.”

    The unmistakable image of a gro...

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