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was following the animal.тАЭ



Kulgan laughed. тАЬ The poor creature, who is our most welcome guest for dinner, happened to be as
much a victim of circumstance as yourself.тАЭ



Pug looked perplexed. тАЬI don't follow, sit.тАЭ



Kulgan stood and took down an object from the topmost shelf on his bookcase and placed it on the
table before the boy. It was wrapped in a cover of dark blue velvet, so Pug knew at once it must be a
prize of great value for such an expensive material to be used for covering. Kulgan removed the velvet,
revealing an orb of crystal that gleamed in the firelight. Pug gave an ah of pleasure at the beauty of it, for it
was without apparent flaw and splendid in its simplicity of form.



Kulgan pointed to the sphere of glass. тАЬThis device was fashioned as a gift by Althafain of Carse, a
most puissant artificer of magic, who thought me worthy of such a present, as I have done him a favor or
two in the past but that is of little matter. Having just this day returned from the company of Master
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Althafain, I was testing his token. Look deep into the orb, Pug.тАЭ



Pug fixed his eyes on the ball and tried to follow the flicker of firelight that seemed to play deep within
its structure. The reflections of the room, multiplied a hundredfold, merged and danced as his eyes tried
to fasten upon each aspect within the orb. They flowed and blended, then grew cloudy and obscure. A
soft white glow at the center of the ball replaced the red of firelight, and Pug felt his gaze become trapped
by its pleasing warmth. Like the warmth of the kitchen at the keep, he thought absently.



Suddenly the milky white within the ball vanished, and Pug could see an image of the kitchen before
his eyes. Fat Alfan the cook was making pastries, licking the sweet crumbs from his fingers. This brought
the wrath of Megar, the head cook, down upon his head, for Megar considered it a disgusting habit. Pug
laughed at the scene, one he had witnessed before many times, and it vanished. Suddenly he felt tired.



Kulgan wrapped the orb in the cloth and put it away. тАЬYou did well, boy,тАЭ he said thoughtfully. He
stood watching the boy for a moment, as if considering something, then sat down. тАЬI would not have