( while the whispers about the twins they must be are now beginning in their small group, he continues herding them around and to the narrow paths through to the fetters, nodding to the gentle fears of these frightened people, and not allowing them to balk. along those paths, they find the one who'd bolted ahead, waiting for their party before they too continue onward. )

The two hardly exclude each other, and trafficking here isn't limited to the living, but it seems to matter that you accept something in the process, something about how each lord crafts their soldiers. Unhalad used hunger, famine, things of that nature. Anurr's winds called for vengeance, delivered cold as the mountain air. What do our current guests rely on?