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"The Whispers? Poppycock!" the old professor croaked. Retired now to a small embassy in Aomar, Ambis was still a font of information, and the student was curious about the clandestine group he'd heard rumors of. "The idea that a bunch of Nethys-worshipping zealots could form a bond lasting long enough to be called a guild is laughable. They're all mercenaries who claim to ascirbe to some higher goal, and all are as self-deluded as the next. The Whispers don't exist," he concluded with finality.

The assassin listening in the hidden space closed the small hole in the wall through which he'd been aiming a dart full of sablecat quill poison. There was enough in the dart to put an oliphant down, and he had three more just like it--more than enough for one old man and an overly-curious student. Useful though the old man had been through the decades, he was nothing more than a pawn for the Veiled Lord, and his light could be extinguished at a moment's notice should he fail to maintain that veil.

Created in Nightcafe

Description
"The Whispers? Poppycock!" the old professor croaked. Retired now to a small embassy in Aomar, Ambis was still a font of information, and the student was curious about the clandestine group he'd heard rumors of. "The idea that a bunch of Nethys-worshipping zealots could form a bond lasting long enough to be called a guild is laughable. They're all mercenaries who claim to ascirbe to some higher goal, and all are as self-deluded as the next. The Whispers don't exist," he concluded with finality.

The assassin listening in the hidden space closed the small hole in the wall through which he'd been aiming a dart full of sablecat quill poison. There was enough in the dart to put an oliphant down, and he had three more just like it--more than enough for one old man and an overly-curious student. Useful though the old man had been through the decades, he was nothing more than a pawn for the Veiled Lord, and his light could be extinguished at a moment's notice should he fail to maintain that veil.

Created in Nightcafe