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Firian
Firian stood with his back against the wall. His paranoia hadn’t gotten better after being declared the new ruler of Archer’s Point—it had gotten worse.
For a while he had carried around the bound copy of the Scroll, as though it could fight for him. All the ministers and generals and heads of different sectors of the town had knelt, touched the book, and sworn loyalty to him. The scene almost made him angry because he couldn’t enjoy it. They’d made him order the death of the Lord Ruler first.
No one would listen until he did it. He screamed at the gathered leaders but they wouldn’t budge, glaring at him as the Torithians had with their blunt, defiant faces. They believed in Thraddock. Even after Firian ordered his death, some of the ministers wouldn’t pledge their allegiance
