Role

Chapter 10

"Oh, hello," Tanzer said as I sat down next to him at the bar. He had
blood in his hair.

My editor thought I was insane for requesting this assignment, but I felt
that there wasmore to the story than "The Savage Hunter." My writing has
brought me from one end of Thera to the other and I've seen The
Nightreaver twice in person, and these encounters left me feeling that
this interview was not a suicide mission.

The first time was when I saw an eagle alight on Mount Kiadanah Rah, turn
for a momentinto a lion, before settling into the form of a ragged man. I
was some distance away, but I could hear him singing some melody on the
wind as he danced by himself on the peak of the volcano.

The second was when I watched a lion stalking through the streets of
Galadon, settingfires, smashing shops, and clawing cityguards to death.
In the midst of the rampage it flickered and turned into a man who knelt
to pet a puppy and feed the cur the ear of a halberdier.

He was filthy and smelled like a charnel fire, but he smiled as I sat
down. He'd taken the liberty of ordering or something. There was an odd
assortment of food on the table and no one else seemed to be in the
establishment. I thought I could see feet sticking out from behind the
counter.

I nibbled on something charred and gamy.

Q: What brought you to The Tree?
A: I thought these were supposed to be good questions.

Q: Uh, how did you become Nightreaver?
A: I killed someone for it. Are these the best you have?

Q: Adira?
A: I'm leaving.

Q: Where do you see yourself in ten years?
A: I'm taking your hide with me.

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