the hailstorm
Neron was both a fool and not - as the likelihood of a volcanic outburst seemed likely from Zariah, he forced himself to soften somewhat. Unfortunately, his words were not quite so meek. ”I have never said you cannot help. You are the Archmage of the Citadel in a place so cold and bleak that one wave of your hand would raise the Launceleyn reputation with the masses.” He frowned gently.
”But you are unable to do what you would prefer to in this instance, Zariah, because I am saying no. I survived this long without any of you and I’m reaping those rewards. Stay out of my business, and stay out of the deal I have made with Eirachi. Are we clear?” Consider his death warrant signed.
”But you are unable to do what you would prefer to in this instance, Zariah, because I am saying no. I survived this long without any of you and I’m reaping those rewards. Stay out of my business, and stay out of the deal I have made with Eirachi. Are we clear?” Consider his death warrant signed.
