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here to kill you. We're here to help you.' West struggled to make sense of what he was hearing.
    Burr was doing the same. 'To help us?'
    'There's plenty in the North who hate Bethod. There's plenty who don't kneel willing, and some who don't kneel at all. That's us. We've a feud with that bastard has been a long time brewing, and we mean to settle it, or die in the trying. We can't fight him alone, but we hear you're fighting him, so we reckoned we'd join you.'
    'Join us?'
    'We came a long way to do it, and from what we seen on the way you could use the help. But when we got here, your people weren't keen to take us.'
    'They was somewhat rude,' said the lean one, squatting next to West.
    'They was indeed, Dogman, they was indeed. But we ain't men to back off at a little rudeness. That's when I hit on the notion of talking to you, chief to chief, you might say.'
    Burr stared over at West. 'They want to fight with us,' he said. West blinked back, still trying to come to terms with the notion that he might live out the day. The one called Dogman was holding out a sword towards him, hilt first, and grinning. It took West a moment to realise it was his own.
    'Thanks,' muttered West as he fumbled with the grip.
    'No bother.'
    'There's five of us,' the leader was saying, 'all Named Men and veterans. We've fought against Bethod, and we've fought with him, all across the North. We know his style, few better. We can scout, we can fight, we can lay surprises, as you see. We'll not shirk any task worth the doing, and any task that hurts Bethod is worth it to us. What do you say?'
    'Well… er,' murmured Burr, rubbing his chin with his thumb. 'You plainly are a most…' and he looked from one hard, dirty, scarred face to the next '… useful set of men. How could I resist an offer so graciously made?'
    'Then I better make the introductions. This here is the Dogman.'
    'That's me,' growled the lean one with the pointy teeth, flashing his worrying grin again. 'Good to meet.' He grabbed hold of West's hand and squeezed it until his knuckles clicked.
    Threetrees jerked his thumb sideways at the evil one with the axe and the missing ear. 'This friendly fellow's Black Dow. I'd say he gets better with time, but he don't.' Dow turned and spat on the ground again. 'The big lad is Tul Duru. They call him the Thunderhead. Then there's Harding Grim. He's off out there in the trees, keeping your horses off the road. Not to worry though, he'd have nothing to say.'
    'And you?'
    'Rudd Threetrees. Leader of this little crew, on account of our previous leader having gone back to the mud.'
    'Back to the mud, I see.' Burr took a deep breath. 'Well then. You can report to Colonel West. I'm sure that he can find food and quarters for you, not to mention work.'
    'Me?' asked West, sword still dangling from his hand.
    'Absolutely.' The Lord Marshal had the tiniest smile at the corner of his mouth. 'Our new allies should fit right in with Prince Ladisla's retinue.' West couldn't decide whether to laugh or cry. Just when he had thought his situation could not be any more difficult, he had five primitives to handle.
    Threetrees seemed happy enough with the outcome. 'Good,' he said, slowly nodding his approval. 'That's settled then.'
    'Settled,' said the Dogman, his evil smile growing wider still. The one called Black Dow gave West a long, cold stare. 'Fucking Union,' he growled.

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    To Sand dan Glokta,
Superior of Dagoska, and for his eyes alone.
    You will take ship immediately, and assume command of the Inquisition in the city of Dagoska. You will establish what became of your predecessor, Superior Davoust. You will investigate his suspicion that a conspiracy is afoot, perhaps in the city's ruling council itself. You will examine the members of that council, and uproot any and all disloyalty. Punish treason with scant mercy, but ensure that your evidence is sound. We can afford no further blunders.
    Gurkish soldiers already crowd to the