Kneeling on the cold flagstones, heads huddled together in the darkness, the two figures share their frustration.
"Why are they still pursuing you?"
"I don't know. I barely knew them, They were just lowly adventurers I'd initially hired to kill a troublesome Druid."
"Well, how is it that they've managed to chase you through three different worlds?!"
"It's the little Dark Star. The Orc-raised Halfling. His tracking skills are, frankly, astonishing!"
"So, if we can disincentivise him, the others can't follow?"
"The others are annoyingly tenacious but they wouldn't know where to go without him."
"Well relax then, even in my weakened state, I know what to do. Summon my faithful mare for me. Even after all this time, she'll have remained within earshot."
"As you wish Mother."
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