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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Cerebral Paladin" data-source="post: 3406267" data-attributes="member: 3448">“You can see into the past as well?” asked Alistair.  When the Reverend Canon nodded, he asked, “Can you see my mother?”“Your mother?  Your grace, you have no mother.”Kit sucked in her breath at that response, and reached over to take Alistair’s hand in her own.  Alistair clutched her hand tightly and slumped against her, forgetting all decorum and relying on the priest’s vision issues to conceal his weakness.“But that can’t be…” said the priest.  “Of course you must have a mother.  But she is blocked from me.  I cannot perceive her, or even any of the ripples away from her that you might expect.  This is most unusual.”“It is no matter,” replied Alistair, although both his tone and his affect belied his words.  “We should focus on the present.”Dame Brionna stepped in to cover Alistair’s anguish.  “You may know that there have been a group of drow assassins in the City who seek to kill the Archduke.  We need to find the ones who remain.”“Yes, I have seen them.  Your response has been brilliant, but there are still three spots.”“You can see where they are?”“Where in time.  They are concealed in place, but when they act, they can be seen in time.  The next will strike tonight.”  The canon entered a trance of sorts, quietly describing his vision.  “Entering the river, going against the current, meets a short, thin man, who smells of dog.  Pays him much coin; then goes through a door, into corridors of granite and marble-- corridors like this palace, your grace.”“Can you focus on the man?” asked Kit, looking up from Alistair.“Yes-- dresses in browns and blacks.  He lives in a small apartment of rooms with a woman-- I do not think they have received the rites of holy matrimony.”  The sudden disapproval in the priest’s voice was almost jarring after the distracted recitation.  The canon continued pacing about the room, bumping into things without giving any signs of noticing.  “But he has a terrible secret, a habit he cannot escape.  It consumes the allowance from the crown, and burns him up, making him thin.”Kit lifted the image of the man from the canon’s mind.  The experience was difficult-- even his surface thoughts were jumbled, concealed by the tumult of images that he perceived at all times.  But she was still able to get the image and then broke the connection.  He rambled on a little further, and then his eyes rolled back, and he began to convulse, collapsing to the ground in a grand mal seizure.  Dame Brionna leapt forward and did her best to aid him.  The convulsions continued for a few minutes and then subsided.</blockquote>

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