Balgair’s attention shifted from the sergeant to the house they were approaching. It was a very nice two-story dwelling. He could tell that it was a sturdier stone and wood construction than those around it. While it wasn’t as grand as the Reeve’s house, it seemed well maintained. “Sergeant, I want you and Ben to take the back door. Farank, Methak, Arien, and I will take the front door.” He tossed Tackett a rune stone. “When you are in position, use this to notify me.”
Tackett caught the stone and examined it. “A mind-stone?” At Balgair’s nod, he pocketed the stone. “Very well, sir.” He climbed down from the landau and waited for the ranger to follow him. “When we are in position, I’ll let you know.”
The ranger’s color-shifting cloak slid into the darker tones as he silently made his way along the side of the house in search of the gate to the backyard. When Tackett followed along without making much noise, Ben nodded in appreciation. “Where did you learn to move like that?”
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