CHAPTER 14
Conal
Employing the benefits of his stealth rune, Conal lowered himself over the walls of Pharyl’s castle, pausing to get his bearing. Though late, he knew the Stag’s Head would still be busy. Slipping through the streets, he stood outside the tavern and listened to the cacophony of patrons enjoying another ale.
The door opened and light spilled out along with two revelers who, upon seeing Conal, greeted him as a long-lost friend. Giving them an affable grin and slap on the back, Conal brushed past them and into the tavern, rapidly scanning the room, surprised that Maldwic was still there. To his credit, the new leader of Oscon’s company was sober and alert, immediately noting the new arrival. Conal weaved around the tables to finally scoot a chair out next to Maldwic.
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