The-Arkadian

Sign of the Maker part nine The quiet of Anders's darktown clinic was shattered as boxes tumbled onto the floor, carelessly knocked there as the frightened apostate leapt to his feet in shock. Now he backed slowly away from Alistair, his face a mask of horror, eyes wide and mouth gasping for air. "No! No, you can't be serious…I can't…" Alistair had braced himself before he asked the question, but there was no way around how hard this was going to be. He set his jaw and stood, facing the mage whose amber eyes were flitting about the walls as if he thought he could vanish into them. "I AM serious, Anders." "You must be insane. Do