I suppose I ought to talk about the demonic creature that appeared to attack Jade and the rest of us, or about how bitterly disappointed in his near pathological lying, but strangely enough I’m much more fascinated with the graves’ keeper.
The Bone Eater.
What a macabre, beautiful individual. A quiet sentry for the dead, and a deadly one at that. They had a curious benevolence to them when they spoke and regardless of a distance from mortals (or otherwise, who even really knows what I am) there was a great empathy.
Strange that only Kavick and I could hear them though, I wonder why that is.
I can’t say I’m enormously surprised that Kavick could hear, I mean, what can’t he do honestly.
But me?
Probably some clerical error on some long lost scroll, or it’s Lord Onésime’s powers.