[ Bariyan's pacing now, back and forth, silent and alone in his thoughts. Change... what sign of change had there been? Before the sickness settled over him. Bariyan had guesses in hindsight, but it was too late to ponder that now. ]
I'll take your word on the magic. I'm sure you know better than I do.
[ He stops pacing. ]
What is he... [ a hesitation. he does not like the word. ] ...transforming into?
no subject
I'll take your word on the magic. I'm sure you know better than I do.
[ He stops pacing. ]
What is he... [ a hesitation. he does not like the word. ] ...transforming into?