What’s a warden? Chief among the things he’d seen was a spell, one more subtle than any elder spell he’d ever learned. It was more along the lin...s of certain demonic powers that could be used to influence people, but instead it was meant to bind two mages together, enhancing their gifts.Magic was dangerous in Larso, especially in Telfort, the seat of power for the Church of Pallisur. Even as princes of the realm, Rusol and his brother had grown up knowing they could never let anyone know they. It had to be Louise, a voice as soft as a lute. “yeah sure, I need to go find his mother anyway. Talk to him, he might need the company.” My dad said as he left. “Hey Ralph babe, can you hear me?” said Louise with a hint of concern but also hope, as if part of her knew I could. . I was right.“Are they true… or did you make them up?”“They are all made up.” I confessed. “But there are elements of truth in every one, that’s just how I write.”I couldn’t tell whether that was a disappointment for her or not.***I’d expected that Nancy would get back to me the following week, having read all of the stories over the weekend, but I was wrong. She kept me waiting until the following Tuesday to bring the subject up again.“I’ve read them all now.” Nancy walked. If I leave my gear here, will it remain secure? And by that, I mean do I have to scrub everything down so someone won't go through the boat examining anything which isn't nailed down?"Frankie laughed. "Aside from one Navy wife, you're the first person to enter the base since the big die-off. We run a pretty tight operations here, although as you can imagine, we're a bit short staffed." What about my weapons? I normally carry a few because the world became a dangerous place of late." We'll.