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... his “guests” deeper into that house of darkness.
It started out as a corpse here and there. A Mistwalker ripped to shreds as though by some beast, rancid ghoul blood splattered like paint strokes across the rich tapestries and fine masonry of the halls.
The evidence grew as Catrin led me into the bowels of the castle. The men Issachar had left had met steep resistance from Orson’s household, and here I finally got a look at the enigmatic servants who kept the place up.
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