2 Works by Silkleaf
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Scratch barked and then tilted his head, to see if barking did anything. Gale pulled down his nightgown around his muddy thighs and said ‘My apol-’ He coughed wetly and dripping lumps of purple sprayed across his front. ‘Sorry,’ he managed. ‘None of that was very dignified. My sincerest apologies about your necklace. I know it meant a lot to you.’ He drank messily, urgently, straight from a jug.
((the necklace? The necklace?!)) Ileleste’s hands shook as he signed. ((let me look at your arm!))
‘Why?’ He wiped his beard down cleanly and precisely with an embroidered handkerchief. A drop of water ran down his chest, past the scars of the orb and soaked into his nightgown. It was still white in places, but mostly it was red, brown and yellow; stuck stiffly to his shaking knees. ‘Never better.’
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The Orb is worse. Gale learns that the mute silk-farming drow he’s travelling with has much knowledge of ancient Netherese magic but his attempt at finding a way for them to communicate properly fails. At every trance the drow's past creeps alongside him, becoming more. The wreckage of Netheril binds them both. Can they escape? Will it be worth it?
END of ACT ONE
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Tara meddles, Rolan wears an inappropriate robe and Gale is just trying to read a book.