he and his associates do not flee, the standoff cannot go on indefinitely, what will happen then?”
“I have looked into Daniel’s eyes on multiple occasions and have read his soul,” Efferin replied, brimming with confidence. “The rogue will not harm our people even if it comes to your Accomplisheds tunneling into the mountain. Maestro Reese was outnumbered and caught by surprise, although he had been warned, but this time our forces will be on guard and ready to use spells suitable for capturing any outlaws they encounter. If we do not use lethal spells, neither will Benhannon,” he stated with a certitude clearly designed to alleviate any concerns about the wisdom of proceeding with his plan. “There is one present who has not yet acknowledged his guild’s part in the plan,” he added.
All eyes focused on Terroll, who had not yet acknowledged the Grand Maestro’s will in regard to the Zephyr Guild sending Accomplisheds on the mission. He had no more choice than Svennar. “With reservations, I will comply,” he stated, but could take some comfort from knowing Shantear was over a hundred spans east of the river and his associates would probably go no closer to the mountain than that, the same would be true for Runyen’s Willows.
“Naturally,” Efferin remarked and then took up other matters scheduled for discussion.
Terroll wished he possessed one of Daniel’s communication amulets and could get word to him about this new development. He sat through the rest of the meeting, added little to the discussions, gave statistics when asked, and noted Lena and several other Maestros eyeing him throughout. The session ended and he headed back to the Zephyr Guild.
How many of his peers feel better about Efferin’s plans now that they believed there would be little to no bloodshed? Terroll could not be certain and whatever the answer, he vowed to do his utmost to mitigate what Daniel had done and to keep Efferin’s response from resulting in disaster. Meanwhile, Rondara was no doubt waiting to hear the results of the meeting and hopefully had suggestions on how to proceed.
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The walls of Daniel’s office were light blue, the floor pale gray, and the ceiling white. Fires burned in six silver lamp-stands spaced evenly from corner to middle to corner, and had probably been lit by Jaim Cutler, who was out in the hall guarding the door. Silvia, David, Chas, and Simon were seated in the wooden chairs in front of the desk. All of the furniture was made by the Chief Aid back when he and Daniel were still just friends. Sherree, Martin, and Jeremiah sat on solidified chairs, each conjured by the occupant. Carlos contented himself with leaning against the wall to the left of the door with his arms crossed over his chest.
Daniel sat behind a cherry-wood desk, upon which was a bucket of rocks. He smiled and placed the offering from his doorkeeper on the floor. A while back he requested a bucket of rocks, ever since then the young Sentinel always had one on hand whenever Daniel came to work. The enthusiastic fellow had witnessed the contents being turned into precious metals and gems and sometimes being used to feed various transformations like crescendo-powered-amulets for the patrol boats. The offering was his way of being helpful. It might be time to rescind the order , Daniel pondered, seeing as it was not likely he would be creating anything through spell-casting for a while.
He had no idea why Jennel took off after being asked to join him, yet knew she would not have done so without a good reason. Her actions were further proof he did not control the minds of the people he restored from the spell, Condemnation, as he was often accused of doing. He could do little about the false accusations and so put them out of his mind, for the time being.
It was time to focus on the people in front of him. “Do you all understand why I claimed Mount Shantear on behalf of the Atlantan Guild?”
Simon nodded his
“I have looked into Daniel’s eyes on multiple occasions and have read his soul,” Efferin replied, brimming with confidence. “The rogue will not harm our people even if it comes to your Accomplisheds tunneling into the mountain. Maestro Reese was outnumbered and caught by surprise, although he had been warned, but this time our forces will be on guard and ready to use spells suitable for capturing any outlaws they encounter. If we do not use lethal spells, neither will Benhannon,” he stated with a certitude clearly designed to alleviate any concerns about the wisdom of proceeding with his plan. “There is one present who has not yet acknowledged his guild’s part in the plan,” he added.
All eyes focused on Terroll, who had not yet acknowledged the Grand Maestro’s will in regard to the Zephyr Guild sending Accomplisheds on the mission. He had no more choice than Svennar. “With reservations, I will comply,” he stated, but could take some comfort from knowing Shantear was over a hundred spans east of the river and his associates would probably go no closer to the mountain than that, the same would be true for Runyen’s Willows.
“Naturally,” Efferin remarked and then took up other matters scheduled for discussion.
Terroll wished he possessed one of Daniel’s communication amulets and could get word to him about this new development. He sat through the rest of the meeting, added little to the discussions, gave statistics when asked, and noted Lena and several other Maestros eyeing him throughout. The session ended and he headed back to the Zephyr Guild.
How many of his peers feel better about Efferin’s plans now that they believed there would be little to no bloodshed? Terroll could not be certain and whatever the answer, he vowed to do his utmost to mitigate what Daniel had done and to keep Efferin’s response from resulting in disaster. Meanwhile, Rondara was no doubt waiting to hear the results of the meeting and hopefully had suggestions on how to proceed.
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The walls of Daniel’s office were light blue, the floor pale gray, and the ceiling white. Fires burned in six silver lamp-stands spaced evenly from corner to middle to corner, and had probably been lit by Jaim Cutler, who was out in the hall guarding the door. Silvia, David, Chas, and Simon were seated in the wooden chairs in front of the desk. All of the furniture was made by the Chief Aid back when he and Daniel were still just friends. Sherree, Martin, and Jeremiah sat on solidified chairs, each conjured by the occupant. Carlos contented himself with leaning against the wall to the left of the door with his arms crossed over his chest.
Daniel sat behind a cherry-wood desk, upon which was a bucket of rocks. He smiled and placed the offering from his doorkeeper on the floor. A while back he requested a bucket of rocks, ever since then the young Sentinel always had one on hand whenever Daniel came to work. The enthusiastic fellow had witnessed the contents being turned into precious metals and gems and sometimes being used to feed various transformations like crescendo-powered-amulets for the patrol boats. The offering was his way of being helpful. It might be time to rescind the order , Daniel pondered, seeing as it was not likely he would be creating anything through spell-casting for a while.
He had no idea why Jennel took off after being asked to join him, yet knew she would not have done so without a good reason. Her actions were further proof he did not control the minds of the people he restored from the spell, Condemnation, as he was often accused of doing. He could do little about the false accusations and so put them out of his mind, for the time being.
It was time to focus on the people in front of him. “Do you all understand why I claimed Mount Shantear on behalf of the Atlantan Guild?”
Simon nodded his
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