'Now,' Whiskeyjack drawled,... «Memories of Ice»
sarcastronaut2 января 2017'Now,' Whiskeyjack drawled, 'why don't you tell me what else you've got going, Quick Ben?' The mage blinked innocently. 'Sir?' 'You've visited every temple and every seer in Pale, mage. You've spent a small fortune on readers of the Deck. Hood, I've had a report of you sacrificing a goat at dawn atop a barrow – what in the Abyss were you up to with that, Quick?' 'All right,' the man muttered, 'the goat thing stinks of desperation. I admit it. I got carried away.'
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