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Sitting in relative safety, Vipal unfurled a short list. Placing it as flat as it would go, he marked a small "x" next to several names. Grinning to himself, he looked in the sack that had been brought to him only moments before.

*Vipal laughed as he viewed the contents*

the death scalp of a grim torturer slain in Seandar.
the death scalp of a seanchan civic guard slain in Seandar.
the death scalp of a seanchan civic guard slain in Seandar.
the death scalp of a lithe man slain in Seandar.
the death scalp of a lithe man slain in Seandar.
the death scalp of a crossbowman slain in Seandar.
the death scalp of a grolm slain in Seandar.
the death scalp of a grolm slain in Seandar.
the death scalp of a Seandari gatekeeper slain in Seandar.
the death scalp of a Seandari Noble slain in Seandar.
the death scalp of a flame haired da'covale woman slain in Seandar.
the death scalp of Ikyno the secretary slain in Seandar.
the death scalp of a so'jhin slain in Seandar.
the death scalp of a Seanchan High Lord slain in Seandar.
the death scalp of a seanchan civic guard slain in Seandar.
the death scalp of a seanchan civic guard slain in Seandar.
the death scalp of a lithe man slain in Seandar.
the death scalp of a lithe man slain in Seandar.
the death scalp of a grim torturer slain in Seandar.
the death scalp of a grim torturer slain in Seandar.
the death scalp of a grim torturer slain in Seandar.

Snickering, Vipal stood and looked from a window. Suddenly, a pigeon appeared and landed upon his finger carrying a small parchment. "The murder of the Imperial Officer Faen went nicely, signed Valacar".