Surt
“Have you found anyone to help us with Blood Fire?” I linked Ludo. He finally arrived after taking the morning off to sleep or whatever minions do.
“I’ve contacted a few of our past acquaintances that we have helped over the years,” he answered in the same bored tone as always. “I’ve gotten a few responses.”
“From who?” I asked.
“Horatio from the East,” he said.
“He’s in f*****g Japan,” I spat. “How is he supposed to help?”
“Horatio from the East is his title,” he sighed. “He is currently living in America and he can be here in two days.”
“Who else?” I asked. “Anyone local?”
“The most recent dragon we saw, a couple years ago, do you remember?” he asked. “He needed to rid himself of his mark?”
“Hmm,” I said as I thought about it. “Vaguely. Where is he from?”
“I believe he
