If you can glean nothing more from this hair, it is best that I start my analysis, as it will take some time for it to complete."Lanno looked over the...hair one last time before handing the vial to the older Healer. "So what will you be able to tell us?" For one thing, I can confirm whether the hair belongs to slave or to a Narlassi. If his Lordship is concerned about another spy in his midst, we can take a hair sample from every dark-haired girl in the Manor and confirm that they are. ‘Now shut the fuck up and die.’ His fist caught him squarely in the stomach, catapulting him over the edge. Tentacles of pain snaked through him and he crashed onto the ground below, six stories down, his back and legs screaming. Thorne rolled to his knees, only to find himself flying through the air, compliments of Jacob’s foot. The side of the building buckled and sparkling shards of glass rained onto his back. Sammi crept from her hiding spot in the shadows, her eyes focusing on the man. Get your people away from here right away, or we will attack. We are experienced warriors, and we are good fighters. You will be sorry if you do not leave right away." He ended his little speech by spitting in Leso's face. That produced a laugh among the Hankers and a growl of rage among the Arlos.Leso wiped the spittle from his face, but he did nothing else. Sarlton was carrying a club at his waist, and he took it in his hand after about two minutes. As Sarlton raised the club to strike Leso,. ‘Men will march a long way to find something else to eat when theres only Dwarf Bread left.’ She chuckled, shaking her head. ‘Guys got a story for everything, eh?’ ‘Just about.’ ‘And what about you?’ Draga said looking up at Leer. ‘Feeling anti-social?’ Before Leer could say anything, Warren cut him off. ‘He’s watching our backs. Most people can’t maintain these little habits. He can’t turn them off.’ Draga slowly turned to look over her shoulder, miming wide eyed dread. She thought she heard.