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the murderer! I'm just trying to expose Anarchists, berk! Damn you, you
can't do this to me! You can't trust anyone who says they saw me do it, so
you can't say I did it!"
I had to set my lips rigid to squelch a giddy smile. I almost wanted him to kill
me on the spot, so that I could sit up again an hour later and make a
testimony of his guilt in person. "Would you say the same thing under oath
and under spell? I'm betting Saros would."
"Bugger. Can I at least take my stuff and give this place the laugh? Ol'
Thildon'll make sure you won't regret it."
"Only if you can beat it out of here before I make it to Keldor. I don't make
much of your chances."
And with that Thildon the Grey scuttled off in flight, tail between his legs as
the noose was being measured. He's taken his test, was weighed and
measured by the Planes. It could've been punishment enough... one day a
Godsman, the next a failure. Nothing more pathetic than that.
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Keldor's eyes stared into mine, "Well? Have you found a culprit for this
heinous crime? Do you have evidence?"
"Thildon did it. He had personal problems with Avildon, and he was trying to
frame Saros for the crime. Execute him."
He shook his head. There was never any satisfaction in condemning one of
your own, "I would never have believed it of Thildon. I trust your
investigation was thorough... and I trust you. Allow me to summon the
guards."
"Take your time."
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