Now what the hell was going on? Evelyn’s eyes got huge, “the Triog wars! XXNX As Ben suspected Jonathan had almost complete control over it, learning the locks over the last few hundred years. Ben limped to Tom looked him in the eye, “You’ve had this much control of the wild magic and you didn’t think to help your son?!” Shaking his head Ben punched his Nephew in the face. We’ll have to wait ’til they pass out a while before we do it though.”
Two days later both Lord Vidon and Tom Timmings awoke both sporting hellacious hang overs, looking down at themselves then at each other, they both started to laugh. <Vish? Oh my god! Shaking his head he walked his territory, no sense going to the keep not with all the women there, probably get another brow beating by his wife about sticking his
