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"I'm Velesi," I say.
"Velesi, Velesi, Velesi," Nesakh says. "Good name. Are you?"
"Am I what?"
"Velesi. Old Vendric veles means regal. Are you?"
"I... don't think so?"
"You're putting yourself down," he says with a frown. "Don't do that."
"Can we please get down to business?" I ask.
"Certainly."
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"A couple of days ago someone placed a bounty on me and my brother. Shortly after, we were declared casteless. I'd like to know who did it."
"Casteless?" he says. "Oh yes, that incident. Velesi... Evrim, was it?"
"You know about that?"
"Of course I know. It is my business to know. Let's see... Four people were downcasted. Ahh, you, Eren ma'Evrim, Sevech es..."
"Drevis."
"Drevis, thank you. The last person to be downcasted happens to be an old friend of mine. But you already know that."
"Yes."
This is going to go badly, isn't it.
"So..." he says. "How is Caril? Does he still act like he is walking on eggshells all the time?"
"I..." I say. "I don't follow."
"Does he act like he's always in front of some invisible audience? Trying to be as polite and verbose as possible?"
"Oh, uh, yes. I guess he does at that."
Okay, fuck it. I'm going to be direct.
"Are you going to kill me now?" I ask.
"Hm? Now why would I do that?" he asks.
"I was... under the impression Caril would be killed if he returned here."
"More than likely, yes. You aren't Caril, though."
"As far as I can tell, no."
"See? No-one needs to kill anyone. That means we can move this somewhere more comfortable. Care to join me for dinner?"
That's... unexpected. Now that he mentioned it, I wouldn't mind some proper food. Unless he's trying to poison me, of course.
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