"Bid ye both tidings of your gods!" Holen bows in a gracious manner appropriate to the township's citizens, while scrounging in her purse-pouch. "Here's a silver for you," the elder woman pauses. "...and a silver for you; that you will make with favor when you venture to the...

~ Rap, rap, tap, tap upon the gated entrance to the foul cityscape...

Another three crimson dawns arched horizon to sky then ground again as the sylvan trail team plodded over the shattered hilly terrain to the background thunderous crash of coastal surf. Affonyl churned the distance steadily, easily w/ Reegar baying in tow. Their burdens were feathery light and neith...

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