Midnight Chronicles Page #2

Offer besiege dessiatinas

farm near the village of Ferngleyd.

The collection of tithes from the forest villages

had terrible consequences.

I hope this "hunter"

not asked you to hide the true

number of deaths in the village.

That would be a mistake

if you know what I mean.

Iana?

Iana!

I can not speak,

Gaelen. Do not walk behind me.

How many years old.

I will not let you disappear again.

Go away, Gaelen.

Doros garuk.

I came into the darkness that

release you from to use.

Especially Ishar nosfo.

Doros Auchan. I praise this place.

Berash!

Return, fly into the darkness north.

They went to Izradoru.

This temple is now mine.

What could help mayor

city chief architect?

I requested not to come here.

Someone came.

Someone?

Legate. From the tower.

You said that there was no

priests from the tower would not.

I do not think that this

ordinary priest Lesher.

Perhaps we have too long

delayed construction of the temple.

I am afraid that our explanation

not work.

Maybe we should ...

This Legate took

you all the courage, Dolan?

I assure, if you dash me a reason to doubt

in thee, so be it.

How many more chickens endure your farm?

My farm - this is not your business.

Reshu when it is finished.

And you reported to me about all the

caravans that come to the temple.

But most importantly, Dolan - silent.

With this Legate, I investigate myself.

Can you ask?

Ask, but do not promise to reply.

How many have you killed?

You mean

Legates-traitors? ???????

Eight. I killed eight.

What you feel when

kills a Legate?

When someone refuses to

darkness, it becomes white as the light

Since then he

no longer Legate.

What do you see in the flames, Deleth?

Just flame. That's all.

How can you say.

The attack was successful?

Where the remaining elves? Your comrades.

They returned to Karadul.

We bring your supplies.

But since you left.

I have another job.

Here?

In Blackweir.

As there may need to elves?

Forget.

There is one thing that you should know.

Another Legate has arrived in Blackweir.

This is bad news.

Are you sure? You saw him?

It has been many years since

As long as I did.

Sometimes, before the storm, I again

his feelings, his call, his signs.

And feel it now.

There is a prophecy, Chuzara.

Predicts the arrival of

the enemy in this latest era.

The enemy is very dangerous

for our lord.

Grozny warrior.

Written that the earth itself

moans sing out his name.

You did not say anything.

Who is it?

Old friend. Sorry.

Friend. Everything in the village

believe that you are dead.

My mother still makes

your candle every spring.

Life is unpredictable, Gaelen.

The easiest way to go. Remains the same - difficult.

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