367
mongering 33333
“So he doesn’t stand to benefit from the duke’s illness either,” Oceanvine concluded.
“You got it. Tomorrow I’ll start finding out how the townsfolk feel about their duke. I was thinking of sending Candle in to look around and ask questions. He speaks with the local accent and should have an easier time getting the answers we’ll need.”
For those who need to hear it.
HAPPY FRIDAY YOU MADE IT!!!
368
1 Like
“You suspect a commoner?” Meadow asked. “Where would a commoner learn magic of this caliber?”
“Why couldn’t a renegade mage masquerade as a commoner?” Silverwind asked pointedly. “There are a few mages who eventually left the craft. They’d live just like commoners. For that matter, what’s with all this class distinction? There are more rich merchants in this world than there are rich nobles, and money is what buys an education, especially at the University. Where’s Candle, by the way?”
369
1 Like
370
1 Like
371
1 Like
“Last time I saw him,” Oceanvine replied, “he was sitting on a bench outside swearing at a pebble. Your doing, I presume.”
“When was that?”
“Just before dinner.”
Just then Candle entered the room. “Am I too late to eat again?” he asked plaintively.
1 Like
372