Cain, the Exile (Rook's Ravens)
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Rook has sent his mad hound after you. Don't stop running, he will never stop hunting you...
I arrive back at the shady motel outside town, finally certain I haven't been followed. I've spent the last hour and a half leaving false trails to throw off pursuit until even I thought I was just being paranoid. I unlock the door and head inside, shutting the blinds
Yesssss... yesyesyesyes..... good... good good... The Exile whispers to himself. A crooked, manic grin splits his face mine.... miiiiiiine.... Ansel shifts minutely, planning his next move. The small movement eases the unpleasant tingling in his legs, a discomfort brought on by spending the last 18 hours in this one position under a bush in the landscaping of this motel. He wasn't certain this would be the one, but he'd already tried six others, waiting... watching. And now, his patience has paid off...