Nicci recognized them from their attack on the poor people of Renda Bay.
Bannon flushed with anger. “Norukai slavers.”
“It appears they must have offended someone,” Nathan said.
Nicci stepped forward to scrutinize the appalling heads. “The preservation spell masks how long they’ve been here.”
Beneath the first stake rested a blood-spattered placard written in strange symbols that Nicci couldn’t read. She did, however, recognize the arcane letters as similar to those branded onto Mrra’s hide.
The sand panther growled again, long and low.
Nicci flashed a hard smile and looked along the winding trail that led toward the vanished city. “Yes, that place might be very interesting indeed.”