“So… why did you not see Mayrah again? Did you leave your tribe?” Tristram asked gently, after a respectful silence.
“Yes. I never wanted to see any one from my tribe again.” Dinewan answered. “So, I did the only thing I could. I went walk-about with Wahn.”
“What?! I don’t understand. Surely you would have hated Wahn?”
What“Oh, I hated him, Tristram.” Dinewan sneered. “I never stopped hating him. He had destroyed my world. He had brutally ended my childhood. He hurt the love of my life and turned her against me.”
“So why did you go walk-about with him?” Tristram asked.
“Simple. I wanted to learn to be a witch doctor, so that I could use his own magic to destroy him.”
Tristram nodded sadly. “I see.”
Dinewan grunted bitterly. “However, all Wahn had to offer was petty trickery. He did
