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now I'm so angry that I could bite rocks and spit sand."

I considered it. There were seven of us, and we had to reach only five
Gods, so we could certainly afford to leave a couple behind.

"How about the twins, then?" I suggested.

"Neither one of them could function if we separated them anyway, and
they don't have the temperament to deal with any confrontations that
might turn up."

"Excellent suggestion, old boy," he approved.

"Of course, that means that someone else will have to go north to speak
with Belar."

"I'll do that," I volunteered.

"I think I can probably deal with the Alorns."

"I'll go to Nedra, then. I've met him before, and I know how to get
his attention. I'll bribe him if I have to."

"Bribe? He's a God, Belmakor."

"You've never met him, I gather. The Tolnedrans come by their
peculiarities honestly."

"Take Belzedar with you," I suggested.

"He's obsessed with the Orb, so I don't think we should just turn him
loose. He might decide to go after Torak on his own. When you get to
the lands of the Tolnedrans, send him up into Arendland to talk with
Chaldan. If he tries to argue with you, tell him that I ordered him to
do it. I'm the eldest, so that might carry some weight with him. Don't
let him go south. I don't want him getting himself killed. Our
Master's got enough grief to deal with already."

He nodded gravely.

"I'll take the others along as well. We'll split up once we reach the
Tolnedrans. Belsambar can go talk with Mara, and Beldin should be able
to find Issa."

"That's probably the best plan. Warn Beldin and Belsambar about
Belzedar. Let's all keep an eye on him. Sometimes he's a little
impulsive."

"Do we want to involve the Dals or the Melcenes?"