Sigrid Hermon, Alexander Xermia and Thomas Milner had the crowd of slaves gathered around them. The smell of vapor from their lamps circulated round the room. “So what is the plan. Why did you call us hear today.” One of the slaves asked. He had tattered clothes on his back, soiled from head to toe. Sigrid pointed his lamp towards his direction. “We have been summoned here by the person who planned all of this. He told us to gather all the slaves here and wanted to reveal his face.” “What if it is a set up! You all could be wrong about this ally of yours” “We could also be right about him…” “And how sure are you about his alliance?” “My guess is as best as yours. We have only one way to find out.” Sigrid tried to reassure the jittery crowd. Some halfheartedl

