“Chalkara of Kholis, Derelind the Hermit, Miloshir the Theurgist, Herina the Stargazer, Veyel of Nekutta, the sorceress Zhinza, the mage Ranendin, the Baron Dor of Therin, Kala of Mara, Sharatha of Ilnan,” he recited quickly.
The smoke continued to roll outward in a solid, spreading mass, with no sign of thinning; Shandiph continued his listing. “Kubal of Tadumuri, Haladar of Mara, Sherek the Thaumaturge!” He was beginning to have trouble remembering which other councilors had been at Kholis. “Amarda the Blood Drinker! Linder the Nightwalker!”
Vague shapes were becoming visible in the seething red cloud, which had reached out far enough to surround the original party of four. “The Seer of Weideth!” Shandiph added. There were still one or two others, he knew. “The wizard Alagar...” Were t
