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Fare Thee Well‘There ye are,’ rumbled the Gorusian. He brought Santha in from his doorway, lantern held aloft so they could see their way. ‘I thought ye may already have left. That I’d missed ye.’ Ulric’s face, shadowed in the pre-dawn by the lantern light, was furrowed with fatherly concern.
‘Soon,’ Santha said. ‘Are the provisions taken care of?’
‘Should be at Dandon’s stables. Packed and ready to go.’
She nodded. ‘Good.’ The supplies were not her only reason for coming. ‘And what of the council of elders, as you and I discussed?’
‘They’ve been informed, lass. Entire Valley will know in due course, but willna make any preparations till ye’ve made good distance from the mountain. I dinna want to arouse suspicion, but we have sent three carrier pigeons to Berisolis with word of w
