![]() This is Lord Amazluek, stasiarch of the Kilts. He is director of our House of Learning-at least for now. ![]() You should know Doctor Borai, O Jorian, said the King. When I see thee cozening an innocent young foreigner. Will you kindly mind your business, whilst I. I believe I was conversing with Master Jorian, when you cut in, Amazluek, said Vegh. No offense to Messires Karadur and Jorian, but it were risky to entrust yourself to the car without a bodyguard. Your Majesty said one of the gentlemen-a tall, thin man with a pointed gray beard. Pick strong men with sound hearts We would not have them collapse halfway up, heh heh.Īye, sire? replied the most glittering soldier of all, a strikingly handsome man as tall as Jorian. Not sporting, you know.ĭetail a squad of the guard to ascend the tower by the stairs, keeping on a level with us as the lift bears us aloft. Soliciting a new member already, eh, Vegh? said the tall, thin grandee with the pointed gray beard. You, too, Master Jorian, to answer technical questions. It were inconsiderate to ask one of your years to climb thirty flights, so you shall ride with us. Īh, well, we cannot diet down in time for this ride. Pray explain this to me, good Master Jorian. We have not been up here in years, heh, heh, said King Ishbahar, raising his voice to be heard above the clatter and splashing. We would speak to him of plans for the city, and where better to discuss such things than this lofty eyrie, whence it is spread out below us like a map? ![]() I know not for sure, but methinks we press it. How should he know the glories of our ancient traditions, which my association cherishes and upholds? Be advised, young sir, that if you would fain make your way amongst people of the better sort here, you ought to abandon those barbarous nether garments. The poor fellow has but lately arrived in Iraz.
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