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reproduce the Gaeorn language with a fair amount of fluency, but there was
really no need. Maskulu and Skreeva were Loremasters, agents of the
Shadowleague; therefore, both were accomplished telepaths.
тАЬIs our council now complete?тАЭ Maskulu demanded. тАЬI understood that the
Dragon would be here. Why has he not come? Has something happened to
him? Has Veldan botched this mission, too?тАЭ His mental voice sharpened
with overtones of accusation. тАЬIt seems that the great Archimandrite has
erred in his judgment. I told you it was a mistake to entrust such a delicate
mission to a humanтАФ and one who had so recentlyтАФand
spectacularlyтАФfailed.тАЭ
The Gaeorn had started to fidgetтАФalways a bad sign. His race were
notorious for their short tempers, and their patience ran out quicker than a
sailorтАЩs pay. It was best not to irritate them. Those diamond mandibles,
made to chew through rock, could bite the head off a humanтАФor a
centaurтАФin a flash. Nonetheless, Cergorn, not Maskulu, was Archimandrite
of the Shadowleague. Occasionally, some of the bigger, more aggressive
beings needed reminding. Insurrection was the last thing the Shadowleague
needed at this difficult time. Some thirty years had passed since there had
last been a true renegade Loremaster, but in some ways, the Loremasters of
Gendival were still picking up the pieces from that unfortunate episode. The
Archimandrite didnтАЩt want a repetition. With a mental voice as cold and
implacable as iron, he rebuked his subordinate. тАЬThat decision was mine to
make, Maskulu. Remember that you are merely a Loremaster. Should you
ever become Archimandrite, the responsibility will be yoursтАФbut not one
moment before.тАЭ
The Gaeorn reared up, hissing, his mandibles stretched wide to rend and
snap. His red eyes flared in fierce rebellion, but CergornтАЩs cold gaze did not
falter. Their locked stares were the only outward manifestation of their battle
of wills; the true struggle for supremacy took place within the realm of
thought. The Archimandrite, mentally the stronger of the two by far, was
bringing the full force of his disciplined mind down like a hammer of ice


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and iron on the blazing core of the GaeornтАЩs defiance.
Presently, MaskuluтАЩs glittering mandibles relaxed. His eyes dimmed to a
sulky, smoky crimson as he lowered his body from its fighting stance.
тАЬArchimandrite, I beg your pardon. I am a GaeornтАФbelligerence is in my
blood. Sometimes I forgetтАжтАЭ
тАЬYou werenтАЩt recruited into the Shadowleague to forget.тАЭ Deliberately,
Cergorn let his eyes fall on the others, one by one. тАЬThat applies to all of
you. The world is in desperate straits, and we are all that stands in the way
of complete destruction. If we start bickering among ourselves, everything
will be lost.тАЭ Sensing their acknowledgment of his words, he stretched his
arms out toward his subordinates, drawing them all into the warm embrace
of his approval. The Shadowleague was a familyтАФtheir true family, no
matter what their species. It never hurt to point that out every now and
again.