Shadowkill

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They put Ginbiryol Seyirshi in an austere cell that was a combination office and apartment and gave him a novice to run errands.

“Just let me know what you need. Send him,” a wave of his hand at the young Omphalite, “for me if there’s any difficulty,” the Chom told him. “I’m sure you understand the limits on what you’ll get. You can have as much freedom as is prudent. Outside of that, name it and most likely you can have it.”