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KINN'ZUWANNIK (Having startled the lich, the great black dragon goes on) "Hmmm, yes, I was surprised last year, when I heard that you were sending out all of those forunetellers, pretending to predict everyone's future. Looking for a woman with a particular horoscope? Did one go to the Chapter House, and get Lady Roxanne to tell her of her birthdate? Is that when you decided to plot against her? And how strange that the Chapter House is guarded by the troops of King Beresfor. How strange that your minions were able to creep in, and take Lady Roxanne while she slept, only killing a couple of guards for effect. And, it was about this time that some thief crept into my den and stole my sweet bowl, and it ended up with Beresfor. And finally, this same Beresfor, when I snatch his daughter, thinking he would immediately give me back my bowl, up and calls upon the Order to send help, that same Blandamour who was the brother of your chosen vessel to bear you a mortal son. Did you think that I would kill him for you, and leave you in possession of your prize, unmolested? Make me, Kinn'zuwannik, oldest of all the Black Dragons in the Realm, your stupid gull? No, Master Peven, I am not your dupe, and it gave me pleasure to thwart you. Do not try to do the same again. Now, go, before I melt that undead flesh that you are so proud of. I grow tired of you, and you stink." (Peven storms out, leaving the little orc looking at his new master admiringly.
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