The Faded Quadrant

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The feast was a roar of iron and sweat. We sat in the long hall of the Order of the Iron Veil, the air thick with the smell of roasted boar, spilled ale, and the metallic tang of old blood that never quite washed from the stone floors. I watched the flames lick the thatched roof. They danced like living things, hungry and bright. Across the table, my brother-in-law, Kael, laughed. It was a wet,...

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