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You know what to do.

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[There is a long, long pause. When he speaks, he sounds shaken.]

It's done, then. Clarel murdered her own army to get a different one. We were too late.

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I do not think this was all of them - I do not think they took the time to finish all the rituals ... there are signs here of a hasty departure. You will either find them on the road, or at Weisshaupt, but I would send word ahead. Perhaps to stop another tragedy from happening.

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Any word sent to Weisshaupt could be intercepted and used to set up an ambush. Do you know where the demon army is now?

[sunshinethroughgrey]

We are working on it. We have all the information gathered -- it will simply be a matter of getting someone to analyze it.

[She paused, then added.] There is a young man here, who seems particularly adept. I would ask Zevran to lend me his Kestrels but he has been sparse.

[Another pause.] I could also ask the Nightingale.

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Ask the Nightingale and tell me what she finds.

[sunshinethroughgrey]

Very well.

... Nathaniel, be careful. Please.

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You too, Beth. You know what they do to mages.

[sunshinethroughgrey]

I will slit my own throat before I let them do to me what they have done here.

[Heat, in her voice. Grief, as well.]

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I know. [This is one of two instances where he would do that for her, if it came down to it.] I'm going to find Hansen. Stay alert.

[sunshinethroughgrey]

I will. Until later, Nathaniel.