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many years since he had seen its lofty walls. He had, in the course of his practice in Turia, once given treatment outside of its walls to a young Tuchuk warrior, whose name was Kamchak. For this aid given to an enemy, he had been exiled. He had come, like many, to Port Kar. He had risen in the city, and had been for years the private physician to Sullius Maximus, who had been one of the five Ubars, presiding in Port Kar prior to the assumption of power by the Council of Captains.
                Sullius Maximus was an authority on poetry, and gifted in the study of poisons. When Sullius Maximus had fled the city, Iskander had remained behind. He had even beenm with the fleet on the 25th of the Se"kKara. Sullius Maximus, shortly after the decision of the 25th of Se'Kara, had sought refuge in Tyros, and had been granted it.
                :greetings, Iskander," I had said.
                "Greetings, Bosk of Port Kar," he had said.
                The findings of Iskander of Turia matched those of the other physicians, but, to my astonishment, when he had   replaced his instruments in the pouch slung at his shoulder, he said," The wounds were given by the blades of Tyros."
                "Yes," I said," they were."
                "there is a subtle contaminant in the woinds," he said.
                "Are you sure?" I asked.
                "I have not detected it," he said. "But there seems no likely explanation."
                "A contaminant?" I asked.
                "Poisoned steel," he said.
                I said nothing.
                "Sullius Maximus," he said, "is in Tyros."
                "I would not have thought Saurus of Tyros would have used poisoned steel," I said. Such a device, like the poisoned arrow, was not only against the codes of the warriors, but, generally, was regarded as unworthy of men. Poison was regarded as a woman's weapon.
                Iskander shrugged.
                "Sullius Maximus, " he said," invented such a drug. He tested it, by pin pricks, on the limbs of a captured enemy, paralyzing him from the neck down. He kept him seated at his right side, as a guest in regal robes, for more than a week. When he tired of the sport he had him killed."
                "Is there no antidote?" I asked.
                "No," said Iskander.
                "Then there is no hope," I said.
                "No," said Iskander, " there is no hope."
                "Perhaps it is not the poison." I said.
                "Perhaps," said Iskander.
                "Thurnock," said I, " give this physician a double tarn, of gold."
                "No," said Iskander," I wish no payment."
                "Why not?" I asked.
                "I was with you," he said," on the 25th of Se'Kara."
                "I wish you well, Physician," I said.
                "I wish you well, too, Captain," said he, and left.
                I wondered if what Iskander of Turia had conjectured was correct or not.
                I wondered if such a poison, if it existed, could be overcome.
                There is no antidote, he had informed me.
                The refrain ran through my mind: "Do not ask how to live, but, instead, proceed to do so"
                I laughed bitterly.
                "Captain!" I heard. "Captain!" It was Thurnock. I could hear running feet behind him, the gathering of members of the household.
                "What is it?" I heard Luma ask.
                "Captain!" cried Thurnock.
                I"I must see him m immediately!" said another voice. I was startled. It was the voice of Samos, first slaver of Port Kar.
                They entered, carrying torches.