Fairspell Meadow this world is too much noise

The witch is your mother? He was surprised and it lit his words, although he lacked the intonation of any insult. Glaukos remembered meeting the woman Qiao long ago. A small note of surprise rumbled through him.

I was stationed in the palace for a time. As a — mazoi, I think the word was. For whatever that mattered.

Perhaps he could return there. It would be easy to find a use among the warriors there, and perhaps being among his own kind would be the best use of his abilities.

Plus, if anyone came looking... There could be something bartered.