flenser

If we arrive late at Flenser's, all my work will be for nothing.

For an instant every one of Flenser's members was frozen.

Not all the Flenser schemes could be directly managed from the top.

He had succeeded where Flenser's own methods would have failed.

He stopped when his nearest was fifteen feet from Flenser's.

Just as disconcerting, Flenser knew, was his lack of mind sound.

If you even arrest me, word will get back to the Flenser armies.

Flenser's castle was left an island in a sea of shadow.

Tyrathect had followed the Flenser of her own free will.

The results from the lower levels were simply the first steps in Flenser's intellectual quest.

Flenser would sit directly before her and a little downslope.

And of course, even though Flenser was "everywhere at once", he wasn't any smarter than before.

Very likely only two of Flenser really faced him.

Flenser ruled lands far beyond her view, but he had never imported food.

With all the flensing, Flenser had created a poor, sad thing.

Think for power, not for the desires of others, even Flenser.

Everyone had been so intent on the test - could this be more Flenser treachery?

That, at least, was no mystery: a part of Flenser's gold and silver had gone into the construction.

Flenser glowered at the other, a hard thing to do properly when you are just two.

He really seemed to love the pain that the radio cloaks caused Flenser.

In fact there was no static, yet Flenser felt himself disintegrating.

Flenser's smile spread further, all the way to the two with Amdijefri.

The old Flenser glittered through the pain and the wounds.

Some said they had seen Flenser himself - or at least a pack wearing the colors of a lord.

Flenser bumped around for an instant, his members actually staring at one another.