A long spiral horn, bluish white, coruscating, rosefrom its forehead. He cocked an eye at Riane and, nodding and grinning, gave her one, as well. Now that you have identified yourself as their enemy they will not rest until theyhave destroyed you. He was, like most Sarakkon, tall and slender, wellmuscled and fit, his skin the deep color of pomegranates.
He saw the brief flare in Jerrlyn's eyes before he acquiesced. He stepped away a moment to receive his mysteriouscommunication from the Gyrgon Comradeship. You and I have something in common, regent. A rueful smile played around Tettsie's mouth.
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