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trap! I've been a fool! They've led me on a leash! He rushed
through the doorway.
Vergrim was there, looking very sinister and very upset. The two
guards blocked his path. B'rak cursed;
he had not meant they should prevent the magic-user from
entering. No doubt the only thing holding Vergrim back from
retaliating was the fact that he believed they were only following
their leader's orders. The patrol leader sheathed his weapon and
stepped forward to try and rectify the situation.
"Hold, all of you! What is it, Vergrim? Why do you disturb
me?"
The Black Robe straightened his hood and glared at the two
guards. "If I may be permitted to speak with you in private?"
B'rak waved the two aside. "Come inside."
"I will not go in there. It is tainted by the weak creatures who
live in it."
"I'll remember that when I'm sleeping in there. What is it you
want?"
"I said I would speak with you in private. Send these away."
The captain stretched his wings. "You try my patience,
Vergrim. Very well. You two, seek out Sith. Tell him you are to
be fed. Return here immediately after, however."
The guards responded eagerly. B'rak turned his attention once
more to the mage. Vergrim stared past the patrol leader and
frowned. B'rak twisted around and discovered both the Speaker
and his mate standing in the entranceway. Both wore looks of
concern.
"Await me inside. Go!"
They reluctantly stepped back inside the dwelling
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