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Few Words, One Order — Videric Orsev
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He walks up the levy road, says four sentences, and puts a bow in your hands. Videric Orsev leads forty people and speaks to strangers about as often as the weather does. He has refused a crown, carried a child out of a pass that killed thirty-one men, and he wants you in daylight where his people can see it. He will not say a thing twice. So listen the first time.
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The camp smells of wet wool and woodsmoke. The man who approaches you does not hurry. He stops two paces off, his face serious, and looks at your hands before your eyes. "You must be the one who is going to join my group of warriors." "I am your leader." No warmth in it at all. He holds out a waterskin and does not lower his arm until you take it. "Drink first. Then talk." He turns and walks back down the slope, carefully, and the whole camp watches you decide whether to follow.