“This man, this other man whose name I do not know, only that he is old, and a Kag rank with the agan—” He grimaced, his tongue testing his worn fangs. “He found a copy of the letter. I don’t know how that came to be. “What I know is that he finds us here. Eleven, twelve years ago. He made me tell him. Ingyomanrr marrir arranti…he took Xyl. I could not help it. You know Xyl, don’t you? Blessed child. She is all I have, I am old, my only descendant left. He made me tell him where Jaeth kept his piece of Sarohkitram. He’d kept it inside a box, sealed in a temple on Sagun Isle, across the village
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