Book 1, Chapter 12
Another Chapter in. Roughly eight more to go.
Everyone is now moving into place. Trip, Sarah, Thad, Celia, and Kranack are all about to walk into something very, very big. You and I will know what it is by the end of the next Chapter. The five of them will need to figure it out among themselves.
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Trip looked at the chair again. It was an exquisite chair by the standards of a visiting mercenary. It would classify as little more than “acceptable” in higher circles. It would have to be his bed tonight. Sarah had shoved the two pillows against the headboard and sat cross-legged against them. Her toes tapped against the serving tray as she ate from it.
