Septimus and his legion leave Owin and Dorian behind, and march on into the woods. Their path crosses that of a sleeping monk, Otso.
Septimus demands that the sleepy fellow tell him his future, a service most monks provide. The monk Otso happens to have a very keen ability in divination.
And what's going on with Septimus you ask? Well, being a rich man in charge of a beast capturing expedition has its benefits: magic vest.
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