Chapter One
"Arbellason, good day to you," Beinion called brightly from the craved wooden trail. "How are you this fine morning?"
"Beinion, good sir, I am just fine," Arbellason said in reply. "How about yourself?"
"I’m quite well, my friend, but I have come to ask a small favor," said Beinion, as he walked closer to where Arbellason was standing.
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