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second custom?” She inquired with irritation.
    “You are correct. But know also that we pledge our lives to those we have been tasked with guarding,” Andra stated.  
    “Ok then, that be good enough for me. Hey! Wait a second, how in the name of DAMKIANNA can you see me? No one else has,” Moona barked.  
    “The gem you carry will fully conceal you from vision while obscuring sound and scent but not completely, and not at all from the one who created it.”  
    “That is some powerful spell you did then and I thank you for its use in getting us away.”  
    “It is nothing really and not quite a spell. We should be leaving,” Andra said while standing up abruptly. “Drakkfoth guards approach we need to go.” Andra took Moona’s hand and in an instant they all disappeared.
    “Captain, have you located the old woman?” a voice sounded from behind him.  
    “No, the trail has grown cold just inside the Stone Forest. It is as if she sprouted wings and took flight,” the Captain of the Drakkoth guard replied.  
    “Return to the city and take your post with the rest of your men. You were not here,” the man commanded.
    “As you wish my lord Telalsu.” And the Captain and his men headed back to Drakkfoth leaving the cloaked man behind.  
    The man entered the clearing where Andra, Moona and Shuran had only just left. Telalsu stopped and placed his hands on the ground as he knelt. He looked up to the sky then stood and removed a piece of parchment from a pouch at his belt.  
    After scrolling a message he then blew upon the parchment and the words flew to the wind and took flight in a puff of ash. His eyes were ruby red and glowed like fire as he whispered a curse beneath his breath and headed east on the barren roads toward Middleton and on to New Draven.
    Andra, Moona and Shuran materialized near a barn on the outskirts of Middleton; a simple settlement of farmers and crafters. Andra dropped to the ground breathing deeply.  
    “What was that?” Moona cried with surprise.  
    “It was a far traveling spell but poorly done, we’ve only made it to Middleton,” Andra responded breathily.  
    “Only to Middleton you say? That is at least a few days hard travel by steed, never mind by foot!” she exclaimed.  
    “Yes, but I had planned on taking us straight to Draventon where we were to plan out our course. I have little provision with us and am now too tired to attempt another working.”  
    “Andra, that spell was no little thing. We can trade here for more provisions and a carry satchel for Shuran. I’d like to free up the use of my hands,” Moona said pulling her pipe and lighting it with a grin.
    “Provisions we can get, but it would be weeks before I could work a traveling spell again. Shuran will be hungry, I’ve goats milk in this satchel,” Andra said as he handed a large pack over to Moona.
    “Good heavens I ain’ thought, some Moona I’m gonna be forgettin’ you need food!” she said to Shuran who just looked up at her quietly. “So brave you are little sprat, not a whimper this whole time.” She gently took a bottle of goat’s milk and began feeding Shuran.  
    He ate greedily.  
    “Oh my how much milk you got in this sack Guardian, cause this sprat is gonna drink all of ‘em soon at this rate. My teats is too old and dried up to try wet nursin’!” Moona chortled.  
    “We can trade in a few hours. After dawn has come the markets will be opening in Middleton. Until then we can rest here inside this old barn.”  
    The trio made their way into the old barn, which was empty beside some old hay and a few rusty old farm tools. They sat down in the hay pile and sat back to rest while Shuran continued to eat and stare at them in turn.
    Just before dawn the three left the barn heading into Middleton. As they walked Shuran slept and Moona followed closely behind Andra.  
    “So this traveling spell, the crusty old leader of that witless cult did something like that when he