Bookmarks, ah, the pain of Jiaoshou! Every time the count climbed past 8,840, it started dropping, then rose again after falling to around 8,820. Over and over, it became a cycle, never getting any higher. Jiaoshou was going all out this time. This was the third update, with two more to come. Please bookmark and subscribe.
To be honest, Rex had never intended to reveal Meryl Winterwind's whereabouts. That old fellow lived in seclusion in Duskwood and was not someone to provoke lightly.
Being one of the original hundred who had studied magic under the High Elves was proof enough of his extraordinary talent. Even though he had become an undead mage, several thousand years had long since turned him into an old monster.
This time, however, Rex had been left with no choice and sold him out outright.
Rex walked slowly out of the palace, having successfully shifted King Genn's attention to Meryl Winterwind. The Eastern and Western Plaguelands, two of Lordaeron's richest regions, were now on the verge of becoming wastelands. That was a loss for all of Gilneas. After this visit to the palace, Rex felt more exhausted than he would have after a battle with Medivh.
"Orys, have those lords all settled down?" Rex asked the honest-looking man beside him as they walked.
"They have. Several of the loudest troublemakers left yesterday. Even those who stayed have been keeping quietly to their residences," Orys replied.
"Very good." Rex nodded, gazing ahead with a deep, unreadable look. After one final glance at Orys, he mounted his horse and rode off in a cloud of dust.
Rex had recently handed the intelligence network over to Orys. The longer he kept Orys by his side, the more he came to appreciate the man's abilities. This had originally been Gwen's