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.Give me more information and let me help you.For Lurue's sake, don't make me your puppet while you sit inside that necklace!It's hardly comfortable or comforting to be there, considering.The only reason I am in there and refused Sandrew's healing is to prevent such from disrupting the links among our three souls.As for the details I've not yet found the time to share, you're right.It is time for you to learn the matter in full.Khelben gestured and a chair grew up from the stone floor beneath Tsarra, forcing her to sit down before him.Another conjuring motion of his wrist and green fires hovered in one palm.Tsarra, I ask for your trust again.While we can converse and exchange information very quickly speaking like this, you need to know the full extent, of these events, and if I were to tell it to you physically, it would be a lecture at least two tendays in length.With this spell and our mutual concentration, I can open my memories and thoughts to you directly, gifting you with every thing you need to know and what may be yet to come in this gambit.Are you ready?This won't harm Danthra, will it? She seems so fragile, Khelben.Are you sure we can't help her before we do this?Resolving our tasks in the physical world will be the best help for her now.Concentrate on my eyes and my voice.Ignore the flames.They're just a manifestation of the magic and thought behind this.Just make sure that you don't shove any spells into my head along with this plan.You wizards always make mountains from molehills to craft spells, and I don't want you mucking up my sorceries.Khelben's mouth dropped open in surprise until Tsarra winked at him.He smiled, and his eyes danced with amusement.You have a pleasant smile when you don't hold it back, Khelben.So my mother used to tell me.Khelben had a brief faraway look then stiffened.His stony face returned as he cleared his throat and focused his eyes on Tsarra, muttering his incantations.Tsarra relaxed and allowed the magic to flow around and through her.She suddenly had memories and knowledge she'd never read but had fully experienced through.Khelben's senses.She gasped as the enormity of their task unfurled before her mind, and tears of joy and sadness flowed freely on both their olive-tinged faces.* * * * *Raegar paced around the round chamber, cat nervous.Nameless kept pace with him, as if he were a watchdog gliding from perch to perch around the room, never taking his eyes off the rogue.Both had followed Laeral from the chamber and back into the main entry hall of Blackstaff Tower.She went to a small cabinet near the base of the stairs, nipping its top up after muttering some words and knocking on it twice."Does he always stare at people like that?" Raegar asked."Only those he's uncertain about.Like my husband, he watches those he cannot predict, but never betrays how he feels about someone until they need to know," Laeral said."Despite that, he's one of the most forthright tressyms I've ever met." While she talked, Laeral took out a number of oilcloth bundles from the lower cabinet, as well as a wooden box intricately carved with runes and set with gems of all colors."Well, I would've had a few scars from his claws, if not for the Binder's forgiveness and healing, so I know how he feels about me." Raegar rubbed his healed face and scowled at Nameless.In response, the tressym yawned, and flared and stretched his wings and back all at once."No, lad, I don't think you do.He's actually on your side, despite Tsarra's protests." Laeral stood up and faced Raegar."What's that supposed to mean? On my side about what?""Gods, you children complicate things so.In time, you'll know.For now, let us prepare for tomorrow's work.Can you remember anything else about the lich?"Raegar thought a moment.Shuddering as he conjured up the memories of the past night, he said, "All of his spells were cold.Bitter, biting cold.I've not met many undead, and never any liches before him, but the air grew chilled like Auril's kiss near him."Tsarra stepped into the room, her stride confident and quick.She said, "Of course it did.We face Priamon Rakesk, traitor in exile and former Tower apprentice."Laeral grimaced as she said, "The Frostrune.""How do you both know that? Who is he and why did he kill my friend?" Raegar asked, his attention bouncing between the two women."Remember a few Highharvestides ago, when Undermountain vomited its creatures into the streets?" Tsarra asked.When Raegar nodded, she added, "He caused it by ripping Halaster from his home.Lord Arunsun believes he used that gambit to join a conclave of other liches in the south called the Twisted Rune."Raegar let out a low whistle."I've heard rumors of them, and nothing good."Tsarra made a few odd hand gestures at Laeral, who nodded."Laeral will tell you more," she said and dashed up the stairs into the tower, leaving Raegar alone again with the Lady Mage of Waterdeep."I've been meaning to learn a hand language, one of these moons," Raegar said."They're so useful for speaking without seeming to do so."Laeral raised an eyebrow at him and said, "Yes, well, you should expect secrets aplenty in Blackstaff Tower, lad.You can't expect us to trust a thief, even one who works in the Binder's name, do you?""No, but it's just rude.I expected better manners from ladies," Raegar said, and both smiled."The message," Laeral said as she opened a taller wardrobe by the door, "was from my husband, who speaks to Tsarra even while in that necklace she wears.It wasn't for your ears or understanding, even if you are proven trustworthy.Now here, take this and this." She held out a burgundy-colored cloak, russet-colored boots, and a silver ring set with a sapphire for him.Raegar took the items but did not put them on."Don't be so suspicious, Raegar Stoneblade." Laeral said."Those will protect you from some of the cold that Frostrune might throw at you.His affectation is to use cold and ice in all his spells, hence his name."Raegar's eyes went wide, and he slipped the boots then the ring on and donned the cloak."Any chance you've a spare sword around here I could use too?" he asked."This Frostrune took both the blades I had.I've only one dagger, and I expect we'll be heading into a fight soon enough, right?"Laeral stopped, whispered a few words to an empty corner as she turned away from Raegar, and smiled as she turned back to him."Yes, and Khelben agrees it's appropriate."She closed the wardrobe and tapped on its door in three places.She opened the wardrobe and brought out a short sword in a deep red leather scabbard.With a gesture from Laeral, the weapon and its scabbard flew across the room and lashed itself to Raegar's belt."That is Perivaernikerym.Wield her with honor and earn our trust.Know that the Blackstaff and I expect much from her wielder.The word you'll need to know is carved in her quillons."Raegar drew the blade from its scabbard, and flames flickered to life along the blade."No need for torches anymore." Raegar looked at the word on the quillons."Eye.gan."Laeral clapped her hands sharply to grab his attention then warned him, "Don't say that word unless you mean to throw up a shield of flames, boy! That power only works once a day, so don't waste it playing.Wielding the blade makes you immune to flames, but it doesn't protect your own clothes or surroundings." Her tone lightened as she added, "She's a good blade to use against Frostrune, and she is balanced so you can throw her if you need to."Raegar admired the delicate runic carvings along the light, thin elven blade.He swung the sword a few times, getting used to its weight and balance, and nodded his approval
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