"No, they can't," she murmured softly. "And neither can their families if certain precautions haven't been taken."
Waver's information had been good: Kayneth's sigils were written in his skin. But they were absolutely useless when not in the right hands. Waver's blood held the key, his and his sister's, but they only had one of them at this point. Waver wasn't going to give up something so precious...and he wasn't in any condition to be using sigils or giving anything to the Zhentarim. Not yet.
There was no trust here. She needed to cultivate it, slowly but surely.
"It's a good failsafe, I suppose, ensuring all of your secrets die with you. Not so for you, though."
If Waver did not show he had something to offer, the Zhentarim would find a use for him. Whether that was as collateral or a corpse remained to be seen.
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Waver's information had been good: Kayneth's sigils were written in his skin. But they were absolutely useless when not in the right hands. Waver's blood held the key, his and his sister's, but they only had one of them at this point. Waver wasn't going to give up something so precious...and he wasn't in any condition to be using sigils or giving anything to the Zhentarim. Not yet.
There was no trust here. She needed to cultivate it, slowly but surely.
"It's a good failsafe, I suppose, ensuring all of your secrets die with you. Not so for you, though."
If Waver did not show he had something to offer, the Zhentarim would find a use for him. Whether that was as collateral or a corpse remained to be seen.