19 A Novice in the DarkWYRDHA WAS LAID IN the earth not far from Thaljhaz. It was grimly fitting, for they had come there by the same means, a wolf attack at almost the same place, the area near the trees at Braldhach Falls where a predator could easily creep up. It was possibly even the same beast, to judge by the bites. Or so they had been told. The body had arrived at Falakhoth firmly sewn up and readied for burial by the people who had found him.
“Y’ really don’t want to look,” they had said. “So, we thought we’d get him ready ourselves and spare y’, like.” The kindly people had known Wyrdha well and were well known in Falakhoth. They mentioned a birthmark and produced clothes and belongings that everybody knew belonged to the healer. It was enough. No-one was prepared to endure the s
