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THE MADNESS IS SPREADING LIKE FIRE
The letter said Mage and ungifted alike are being
burned by the dozens in the Hunt. I have sent my son
on this quest to establish a line of safe houses through
the Wastes to you, Bjorn. If you are reading this, he
has succeeded.
That was impressive, Bjorn thought.
Soon, Ivanel added, you will see the first groups of
those who flee the Hunt arrive at your location. In all
likelihood, they are already on their way to you. I hate
to burden you with this duty, but their lives are now in
your hands. I know of no other who can aid them better
than you. My son Ian does not realize it, but in a way,
you have already received your first refugee. I have
enclosed another letter for him, instructing him to re-
main with you until such a time as I send for him. I
will not have this madness claim my only son. Please
keep him safe for me.
The fate of our people now lies in your capable
hands. Until we meet again. Ivanel.
Bjorn set the letter aside, and wondered how many
were on their way. Certainly more than he could ab-
sorb...but he could not turn them away either...