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<blockquote data-quote="Lazybones" data-source="post: 7511108" data-attributes="member: 143"><p>Chapter 220</p><p></p><p>Rays of bright morning sunshine slanted down through the narrow windows as Bredan, Kosk, and Xeeta walked down the long entry hall of the Apernium. They knew where they were going and did not have an escort. They were honored guests now, though they still had to leave all of their weapons at the entry whenever they visited. That was no real inconvenience, Bredan thought. The three of them were hardly less dangerous when disarmed.</p><p></p><p>He had to remind himself that they were not looking for trouble that day. The wizards had been more forthcoming with information of late, but Bredan would not have bet a copper coin against them keeping more secrets from them. The Apernium was like that, keeping secrets seemed to come as a matter of course in this place.</p><p></p><p>They turned into a side corridor that led to the first-floor meeting rooms they had visited previously. They were nearly at the chamber that the messenger had identified when the door opened and some familiar faces stepped into view.</p><p></p><p>“Ah, good,” Bredan said. “Kosk, there are two people here I’d like you to meet…”</p><p></p><p>He trailed off when he realized that the monk had come to an abrupt stop. Darik and Dergan had paused with odd looks on their faces. Behind them, Konstantin stepped out into the hallway. He started to nod in greeting but stopped as he sensed the sudden change in mood.</p><p></p><p>“Kosk, what’s wrong?” Bredan asked.</p><p></p><p>The monk did not respond, but the other two dwarves suddenly stepped forward. The looks on their faces almost had Bredan summoning his sword, before he remembered where they were. He obviously wasn’t the only one, as Darik reached for his hip before realizing that he didn’t have his weapons on his person.</p><p></p><p>Bredan stepped forward to block them from Kosk. “Now what is going on—” he began.</p><p></p><p>“The Bloody Fist!” Darik said, jabbing a thick finger at Kosk. “You can shave your beard, but I’ll never in my life forget that face!”</p><p></p><p>“I don’t know who you think this is,” Xeeta said. “But he’s Kosk Stonefist, a monk of the Open Fist.”</p><p></p><p>“That’s his name, but he’s the Bloody Fist, all right,” Darik said.</p><p></p><p>“This man is a wanted criminal,” Dergan said. “A death sentence hangs over his head in Ironcrest.”</p><p></p><p>Bredan glanced back at Kosk, who had the look of a man who’d just been stabbed in the gut. “Kosk…”</p><p></p><p>“Let’s all remain calm,” Konstantin said.</p><p></p><p>“This man is a bandit and a murderer,” Darik said. “If you shelter him, then you’re little better than accomplices to his crimes.”</p><p></p><p>“You must be wrong,” Xeeta said. “How do you know this is the same man? Kosk has been living in Arresh for years, and he’s fought with us many times. He saved my life, many times.”</p><p></p><p>“How can I know?” Darik asked. “He killed my uncle. As for how I know it’s him, an eyewitness escaped his murderous grasp. He was an artist, and he created a perfect rendition of the man who led the bloody-handed bastards who slaughtered the men of his caravan. I studied that image until I knew his face as well as my own father’s. And that’s the face staring right back at me now!”</p><p></p><p>Bredan looked again at his friend. “Kosk?”</p><p></p><p>The dwarf let out a sigh. “It’s true,” he said. “It’s all true. I was a bandit, a thief, and a killer. Everything he said is true. All of it.”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Lazybones, post: 7511108, member: 143"] Chapter 220 Rays of bright morning sunshine slanted down through the narrow windows as Bredan, Kosk, and Xeeta walked down the long entry hall of the Apernium. They knew where they were going and did not have an escort. They were honored guests now, though they still had to leave all of their weapons at the entry whenever they visited. That was no real inconvenience, Bredan thought. The three of them were hardly less dangerous when disarmed. He had to remind himself that they were not looking for trouble that day. The wizards had been more forthcoming with information of late, but Bredan would not have bet a copper coin against them keeping more secrets from them. The Apernium was like that, keeping secrets seemed to come as a matter of course in this place. They turned into a side corridor that led to the first-floor meeting rooms they had visited previously. They were nearly at the chamber that the messenger had identified when the door opened and some familiar faces stepped into view. “Ah, good,” Bredan said. “Kosk, there are two people here I’d like you to meet…” He trailed off when he realized that the monk had come to an abrupt stop. Darik and Dergan had paused with odd looks on their faces. Behind them, Konstantin stepped out into the hallway. He started to nod in greeting but stopped as he sensed the sudden change in mood. “Kosk, what’s wrong?” Bredan asked. The monk did not respond, but the other two dwarves suddenly stepped forward. The looks on their faces almost had Bredan summoning his sword, before he remembered where they were. He obviously wasn’t the only one, as Darik reached for his hip before realizing that he didn’t have his weapons on his person. Bredan stepped forward to block them from Kosk. “Now what is going on—” he began. “The Bloody Fist!” Darik said, jabbing a thick finger at Kosk. “You can shave your beard, but I’ll never in my life forget that face!” “I don’t know who you think this is,” Xeeta said. “But he’s Kosk Stonefist, a monk of the Open Fist.” “That’s his name, but he’s the Bloody Fist, all right,” Darik said. “This man is a wanted criminal,” Dergan said. “A death sentence hangs over his head in Ironcrest.” Bredan glanced back at Kosk, who had the look of a man who’d just been stabbed in the gut. “Kosk…” “Let’s all remain calm,” Konstantin said. “This man is a bandit and a murderer,” Darik said. “If you shelter him, then you’re little better than accomplices to his crimes.” “You must be wrong,” Xeeta said. “How do you know this is the same man? Kosk has been living in Arresh for years, and he’s fought with us many times. He saved my life, many times.” “How can I know?” Darik asked. “He killed my uncle. As for how I know it’s him, an eyewitness escaped his murderous grasp. He was an artist, and he created a perfect rendition of the man who led the bloody-handed bastards who slaughtered the men of his caravan. I studied that image until I knew his face as well as my own father’s. And that’s the face staring right back at me now!” Bredan looked again at his friend. “Kosk?” The dwarf let out a sigh. “It’s true,” he said. “It’s all true. I was a bandit, a thief, and a killer. Everything he said is true. All of it.” [/QUOTE]
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