Nine: Yederya Wizard
The woman studied Raizel. “You have skills I don’t?”
“Well, I can’t design a building,” Raizel admitted, “or build one. But in the last two days I’ve been dusted by a pixie, blessed by a spectre, and kissed by what might have been a goddess.” Also by two whores, but she didn’t think that counted. “Also, I grew up on a mountain side, and I have on occasion bound wild goats, a catamount, and once a small wyvern that was getting into the garden. I might be able to help you.”
“If you could, I could start building on time. I can’t pay much – I’m not that rich of an architect yet – but I will put your name on the building. Do you think you can do it?”
“Tie up a wizard? I’m willing to try. The carriage stops in Esteronzerai anyway, doesn’t it?”
“That’s where it turns off to go north,” the woman nodded. “His name is – well, the thing that he calls himself is the Diamond Raven.”
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