By Paul S. Kemp
The shadows recede from a misplaced temple in a forgotten wilderness.The solar rises on a brand new calling for a guy as dependable as he's mysterious.The day's starting reveals Erevis Cale preserving in his regular palms extra energy than he dared wish for - and extra accountability than he ever imagined.For now, he'll need to positioned his belief in a god served via theives and born of chaos.
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Sometimes she cradled a body in her arms, and sometimes she was empty-handed. Jak was amazed at the amount of resources the people of the city had committed to burial. As they moved deeper into the graveyard, a fog began to form around their feet—a soup of gray mist and dark shadows. The rain slowed to a drizzle, then finally stopped. Even the thunder went quiet. The atmosphere seemed pensive, ominous. Magadon called frequent halts, as though he saw or heard something, but then restarted the march.
The blood of an archdevil determines what I am in body; it does not determine the nature of my soul. And it's a soul that makes a man, Erevis. Do you see? Your transformation changed your skin, your eyes, but not your soul. " Cale heard Magadon's words, heard the echoes of his own protestations in them, but smiled in response only out of politeness. It was what Cale always had been—before the transformation as much as after—that gave him concern. Accepting his nature would not free him from what he feared; it would free what he feared, that part of himself that he kept closely tethered.
Anything you have! " Jak didn't wait for the guide to respond. He quickly mouthed the words to a temporary light spell and focused it on the end of his bluelight wand. A globe of radiance took shape at the wand's tip. Magadon too acted quickly—almost simultaneously with the completion of Jak's spell—and a nimbus of white light flashed around the guide's head and a ball of white fire formed in the air above him, adding its own luminescence to that of Jak's spell. The fog tendrils that had coiled around their bodies jerked backward from the sudden radiance, like a hand that had grasped a hot kettle.