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Jalakaag looks at Whiron with a bit of surprise on his face. “You can clean water?” It was more an expression of disbelief than an inquiry. He felt dirtier just standing near the woman because she smelled clean. He takes a deep breath and looks directly at her. “Oh, I definitely want a bath.”...

Cycle: 503, Day: 151, Season: Harvest With the boat secure, the two use the elevated walkways to find the bathhouse. A Centrin woman who looks to be about 40 cycles greets them in the anteroom. Something occurs to both young men that they had forgotten, since they were so used to each other...

Jalakaag is extremely curious about the place to bathe. He can only imagine what it would feel like to be clean. “I cannot think of how anyone could afford enough clean water to run a bathhouse. We should definitely look into this.” d10 = 2, 7

Cycle: 497. Season: Chilling. Day 19. This pyramid seems to be laid out in the same manner as the previous one; although with the presence of other people, there were none of the damnable spiders. Movement had to be very slow to prevent the sound of steps from echoing on stone. Stone is such an...

Cycle: 497. Season: Rebirth. Day: 13 Maka is able to employ the talent of Camouflage which not only causes his skin to blend with the surrounding but also reduces his natural aroma and masks the sound of movement. This will only affect himself. Wren may employ the same talent. Each character...

Cycle: 503, Day: 151, Season: Harvest The next Tenday provides the usual fare and another measure of Tranquility. At one point the two are again ambushed by a familiar breed of spiders, but the vicious little monsters are nothing more than a minor threat that is easily handled. The potential...

An average sized man wearing a kilt and simple, dark green tunic deliberately moves to get a better line of sight on the statue become man. The bottom hem of the tunic is decorated with manticore spikes, a seemingly odd thing. “Nice work," he says to Respen. He runs his left hand through his...

After the other man has gone, Jalakaag walks closer to Whiron. “I am not certain, but I am not just speculating either, but I think that altars are specific to one God. I have no idea to whom that man would pay homage. I say we forget it and go about our usual business.” d10 = 9, 4

Cycle: 503, Day: 141, Season: Harvest The man nods his head, twice. “Yes, I recognized you two as well, as soon as I noticed that someone was near. Peace. I have no intention to harm you. You two interest me. I do not think that you will develop the alacrity that would make you more useful to...

Jalakaag shrugs and lifts his hands in a gesture of doubt. He has no idea what to say to the man or what to do. After about one second, he changes his posture to a gesture of peace then simply stands as he was before the man spoke. d10 = 6, 1

Cycle: 503, Day: 141, Season: Harvest The altar is a cairn, an organized stack of stones all of which are about the same size. The stones are not natural. The only difference between one of them and a sun-dried brick is the shape. These look like flattened spheres. Someone has taken time and...

Jalakaag stops in his tracks and motions for Whiron. “Now that is a strange sight. Why in the world would anyone build an altar way out here, and where did they get the rock? There is no stone in this marsh. What do you want to do?” d10 = 3, 8

Cycle: 503, Day: 141, Season: Harvest Though it is truly nothing more than an extortion racket, the situation transpires like a business transaction. The two friends pay over 20 coins and agree to a coin each per day in the future. Luterrio seems forthright in his dealings and does not give an...