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Ydalon
After all the shouts and commotion, Ydalon felt little need to do any serious interrogation. The Lords had read the stars, and spied out a great upheaval. They would make a bid for power when the opportunity arrived, and trained a force to support them. It was only sensible they did so away from the capital, where the true law was enforced by true soldiers.
They were rebels, but well-organised and covered not simply by a shroud of justice, but one of destiny. They displayed their brutality wherever they went, and captured the imagination of hundreds.
It was a clever approach, he had to admit. Still, it was hardly anything new, and this bandit would have nothing to tell them of their earthly rulers.
The boy approached Telryn.
"I think we'd better gag him and bring him to the city. It's not all that far."
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