‘Dujek Onearm was the force behind this mission,’ Duiker said. Karpolan nodded. ‘With financial assistance from a certain cabal in Darujhistan, yes. His words were thus: “The Empress cannot lose such leaders as Coltaine of the Crow Clan.”’ The trader grinned. ‘Extraordinary for an outlaw under a death sentence, wouldn’t you say?’ He leaned forward and held out a hand, palm up. Something shimmered into existence on it, a small oblong bottle of smoky grey glass on a silver chain. ‘And, from an alarmingly mysterious mage among the Bridgeburners, this gift was fashioned.’ He held it out to
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