Chapter 112: An odd group
It took a while for Tharosk to adjust to the darkness beyond the portal - his surroundings were familiar, but off.
The architecture was in line with Serakhiin fortresses, but everything was dark and neglected.
"Where are we?"
"Abandoned northern excursion outpost." The Pathseeker informed him. "Please wait here while I retrieve my... associate."
Tharosk new better than to argue with someone who just transported him across the entire world in the span of a second - affiliated with the empire or not, Pathseekers were among the most powerful people among the Blightborn.
So he waited.
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Tharosk was beyond disgusted when he saw the Pathseeker’s associate.
"You work with a dustling?"
His comment was ignored by the man in question.
"Nice to meet you as well, I’m Kalim." The man grinned and turned to the Pathseeker. "You haven’t tuned him yet?"
"I was about to." The Pathseeker stated drily. "We shall discuss everything once I’m done."