"To Millar Fulson from his brothers-in-arms." Kanerah frowns, reading aloud the text engraved on the lid. "And

"To Millar Fulson from his brothers-in-arms." Kanerah frowns, reading aloud the text engraved on the lid. "And all the other treasures are the same. Goblets, silverware, jewelry... Some still tainted with dried blood. Apparently, the Stag Lord stashed away many of the valuables he'd pillaged. And now we must decide what to do with this dark inheritance."