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time, "said Owyn.

Gorath said, We need to hide these. "He pointed to the four dead
moredhel. He picked up one and carried it a short way down the trail
then unceremoniously threw the corpse over the side of a ravine.

Owyn looked at Locklear, and the young magician tied his horse's reins
to a nearby bush. He picked up the feet of the nearest corpse while
Locklear lifted the creature under the shoulders.

Soon all four bodies were consigned to the ravine hundreds of feet
below. Locklear mounted as did Gorath and Owyn. Leaving for the time
being the mystery of why these moredhel were waiting at this lonely spot
on a rarely used trail, they rode on.

Loriel appeared before them, a small city - really a large town -
nestled into the large valley which ran eastward. Another valley
intersected from the south.

Gorath said, We need food. " 'A fact of which my stomach is well aware,
"answered Locklear.

Owyn said, 'Not that I'm in a hurry to face my father, but this is
turning into a roundabout journey, squire. "

Locklear pointed to the southern valley. 'There's a road through there
that's a very straight course to Hawles Hollow. From there we have our
choice of routes, south along a narrow ridge trail, or southwest back to
the King's Highway. "

Gorath said, 'And then to Krondor? " 'And then to Krondor, "agreed
Locklear. 'Something in all this is making what my friend Jimmy calls
his "bump of trouble" itch like

I've been attacked there by fleas. " 'Gorath, this stolen ruby, the
Tsurani magicians, all of it is somehow ... more than coincidence. "
'How? "asked Owyn. 'If I knew, "said Locklear, 'we wouldn't be stopping
off to visit Mr.

Alescook. He may know something or know someone who knows what it's
about, but the more I think on this mystery, the more it bothers me that
I don't know what's behind all this. 'But we're going to find out or die
trying. "

Owyn didn't look happy at the second choice, but said nothing.

Gorath just looked out over the town as they rode down towards a small
guard post that sat beside the trail.

A town constable of advancing years and considerable girth held up his