01 The Lost Library of Cormanthyr by Forgotten Realms

Author:Forgotten Realms [Realms, Forgotten]
Format: epub
Published: 2010-04-10T14:58:10.572000+00:00

"You're sure this is him?" Tweent looked at the man sitting at the far end of Nalkie's. "There is no mistake," he said. Zyzll, his cousin, looked at him and shook his head. They sat in a booth across the room and at the other end. "There can be no mistakes," Zyzll said. "The drow woman who hired us for this thing said she would have our heads if we failed. I believe she means it." Tweent glanced at his cousin with disdain. "I can't believe you think of failure at a time when one of our greatest successes lies within our hands." "Don't look at me that way," Zyzll complained. Tweent touched his features, running his fingers along them and wondering what look his cousin referred to. The face was only hours old, and the newly absorbed memories danced around in his head like live things. "It's hard to look at you any other way." They were dopplegangers, young by their standards, but still used to killing others to use for their identities. The faces they wore now belonged to two sailors they'd found late last night while stumbling back to their ship after a trip down the Street of Red Lanterns. Both wore dock clothing and carried a multitude of daggers. Zyzll carried a cutlass and Tweent carried a boat hook. "The female drow paid us half the agreed upon price in gold coins," Tweent said. "When we meet her again tonight, wearing this man's face, she'll pay us the balance." Zyzll frowned. "I don't trust her." "She's a drow," Tweent said. "Don't trust her. She won't be offended. In fact, she may feel quite honored." He smiled. Trying out a new face's emotional range was one of the greatest things about having a new body. "Suppose we kill him here and now," Zyzll asked, "and we go to meet the drow tonight but she doesn't show?" "Don't forget," Tweent said. "Once we kill this man, we'll know most of what he knows. It could be we'll know enough to find her and make her pay." "Perhaps." Zyzll cut his eyes toward the human in the booth. "There is something else, though." Tweent raised his eyebrows. It was a favorite thing of his no matter what face he wore. "What?" "We've not yet decided who gets to become this man." Producing one of the shiny new gold coins paid them by the drow, Tweent spun it high into the air. "Call it then, cousin." * * * * * "Baylee, if you breathe a word of this to anyone, you're going to be buried in would-be adventurers seeking a quick fortune." The ranger knew the thought-specter of his old mentor was exactly right. "You will find Uziraff Fireblade at one of his usual haunts in the Moonshaes," Golsway said. "He knows nothing of the elven ships that went down in the ocean somewhere near where the pictograph was found. He did not give me the location or the circumstance of how it was recovered.

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