Chapter 12
They talked until the evening crossed into night, and Eppie shared some of the food the bandits had given her. The meat had gone cold and the bread was even harder than it had been at midday.
“If they’ve got more of this, I don’t mind joining the bandits,” Varin said, as if the bandit food were better than what they’d gotten in the villages.
“Well, I do,” Sunna said.
“One of them used to be a priestess, or still is,” Eppie said. “Ferrent said she can fight, too, but I haven’t seen it.”
“Interesting,” Sunna said. “I’ve heard of priestess bandits. In the temple, sometimes they mention them along with the hermit priestesses, but I never heard of anyone meeting one. In Anamat, they’re just a rumor.”
“I think she hates Anamat, but she says that she’s never been there.”
“We mig
