That was the strange arithmetic that was being calculated across the abacus at this moment. A delicate finger jerked forwards—stopped. The control wasn’t perfect. So the man who had been known as the [Numerologist] his base class, then a [Patternlord of Graven Icons], one of the five Traders of Roshal who had been saved from the purge of the deadlands, grimaced a moment.
Andra Meitolo. A former half-Elf. Her body was Human, which she did not like, but her entire nature was impatience. She strode around, talked like a storm. It was at odds with Thatalocian; if not for their bond as ghosts who had escaped the dead gods, she might have never associated with the [Numerologist].
He had been very exacting; they all had. No one wanted an ‘old’ body, but rather to Yazdil’s surprise, the [Numerologist] had demanded one at least 40 years old—in the best condition, obviously—but that old.
Yazdil watched as the old [Numerologist] slowly wrote down numbers on a sheet of vellum neatly. Thatalocian did not respond, and so the two lapsed into a silence as the Naga observed the numbers being obsessively written down in an incomprehensible pattern. They made no sense to Yazdil, and some numbers had been invented, so he understood, for more elegant usage in whatever odd language Thatalocian wrote.
Yazdil was prepared to tell Thatalocian and smiled teasingly, but the [Numerologist] just kept writing. The vellum was so thin the candlelight made it transparent, and he had such a long sheaf of it that he was writing on, endless numbers that gave Yazdil a mild headache to behold.
A man who looked white haired, but had a body that was hale and hearty, if somewhat long of legs, a Human man, was for Thatalocian, and the [Numerologist] bent his head over it and pronounced it good. The hour was almost midnight, and he was waiting for the best moment to make the transfer.
[Numerologist]. A man stooped and hunched with spectacles askew as [Slaves] and guards rushed at him, surrounded by [Slavers] like Morren who had seen Shaullile’s disdain for him.
