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“I think Rauz is the safest choice.” He looked to both women, trying not to think about his upcoming reunion with his friend. “Eereen is hidden away and Rauz uses his own study of magic to keep it safe. If The Order is after you, it’s the best way to hide you away until we can figure out why.” 

[i]Will you tell him the truth?[/i] 

Marlowe began walking, without breaking a single beat. He seemed too focused on his own inner conflicts at the moment. Of course, if your last memory with a guy was him demanding you kill your friend, you might also have some conflicting thoughts about coming to the man for help while you still haven’t killed said friend. 

“You’ll love Eereen, Ms. Azarnite.” Marlowe said, his sarcasm difficult to ascertain. “It’s a very historical town. Lots of history. Lots of magic.” 

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“Are you sure this place is safe?” Marlowe looked around the old town. “I mean, it’s not on any of the maps Kath has.” 

“That’s why it is safe, Marlowe.” The man next to him seemed to look at the mansion, running a tapping finger over his chin. “Yes. This will be perfect.” 
“Perfect for what? Falling through a rotten floor and breaking your leg?” 

“Marlowe,” Rauz said, placing a hand on his companion’s shoulder, “When I’m done with this place, there will be no safer place in Dun.” 

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The town was empty, dark and lifeless by the time they arrived. Honestly, it looked as if no one had lived there for hundreds of years. The forest seemed to be retaking some of the buildings, and nothing looked habitable, much less safe. Marlowe led the women towards the large manor at the end of town. “See, I told you. Beautiful and historic.” 

Marlowe opened the manor doors, revealing dust and a strong reek of decay. “Gorgeous interiors.” He smiled. “Just wait until you see where the magic happens.” Marlowe took a step inside, smiling. “Our wonderful host will be excited to meet you. He always has a nose for people with special talents. And I think being able to pick up trees with your mind is pretty special.”