yet my blood renders me a King
Sah stared at the new door, his eye nearly twitching. All he could think was, Why? The Outlander was only recently literate after all. So yes, he could read and write a letter. But solving a complex word sequence puzzle? He was half tempted to break the door down with a surge of lightning instead.
Yet the promise of potential mageglass kept him in check. Instead of wreaking damage upon the door, he instead studied it for a long moment. Repeating the words in a whisper in the hopes of having an epiphany. Just as he was growing frustrated an idea came to him and he took another look at the sequence. Picking up the chalk he held it up to the door and in surprisingly neat handwriting wrote, 'leaven'. He hoped that he'd interpreted the puzzle correctly.
Sah writes 'leaven' on the door with chalk.
Yet the promise of potential mageglass kept him in check. Instead of wreaking damage upon the door, he instead studied it for a long moment. Repeating the words in a whisper in the hopes of having an epiphany. Just as he was growing frustrated an idea came to him and he took another look at the sequence. Picking up the chalk he held it up to the door and in surprisingly neat handwriting wrote, 'leaven'. He hoped that he'd interpreted the puzzle correctly.
Sah writes 'leaven' on the door with chalk.
Sah
