With a dubious groan, the Duskwight muttered, "The Shroud is authoritarian. Those who do not follow its wishes, forfeit their lives. Your life is against it wishes, so tell me where there leaves you."
Gridania was half-days' walk from where they had begun, and it was past noon when they were within sight of the roads that would lead to it. The Duskwight took the unearthed man to the road, but stopped there, his keen ears able to pick out the movements and voices of distant Woodwailers in the direction of the city. He said, "The people who dwell in Gridania do the bidding of the Shroud, but as long as they do not realize that the forest desires your death, they should be agreeable. Do not hint to anyone that you might be a victim of the Woodwrath. Ask for no aid that you do not need direly." Still standing off the wood, amonth the boughs, the Duskwight finished by saying, "I will not enter Gridania. I am not welcome there."
Gridania was half-days' walk from where they had begun, and it was past noon when they were within sight of the roads that would lead to it. The Duskwight took the unearthed man to the road, but stopped there, his keen ears able to pick out the movements and voices of distant Woodwailers in the direction of the city. He said, "The people who dwell in Gridania do the bidding of the Shroud, but as long as they do not realize that the forest desires your death, they should be agreeable. Do not hint to anyone that you might be a victim of the Woodwrath. Ask for no aid that you do not need direly." Still standing off the wood, amonth the boughs, the Duskwight finished by saying, "I will not enter Gridania. I am not welcome there."
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