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The town of Danbridge seemed to be a pleasant town. Beech guided Art from their arrival point to the inn where he was to join his mercenary band. “Your father not only likes the idea of you spending time with these people, he also is very keen to get you out of the country.”
This was news. “Why is that?”
“He thinks that something is going to happen soon, and he wants you well out of the way. Before you ask, he didn’t say what.” That cut off Art’s immediate question. “The group you are joining owns the inn.” Beech was pointing out a large whitewashed building on the far side of the square they had entered. “It gives them a base in a stable country. and lets their disabled veterans have a place.”
“They must have been around for a while - and have someone sharp in charge.”
“I’ll let y
