The party goers filled the room like many phantasms. Each wore a mask and many of them carried wicked intentions underneath their visages, some of whom The Prince knew better than others. The masquerade was being thrown by Praetorian Lovidicus Kiringi, a prominent figure in Naya Vapna and a high...
The Boneknitter hadn't expected to return to Naya Vapna, not when the last time she'd been in the Empire there had been a bounty on her head and certainly not now as she had sided with the Fools. There was no lost love between the city-state and the Imperial nation. She moved with purposeful...
"Sure, I'd trade ya a lockpick for salt. Everything in that pouch and we have a deal." Safa's dark brows laid low over her eyes as she scowled at the merchant's skinny son. He had yet to grow more than a few sparse hairs on his upper lip and chin, though if he had his father's luck, he'd have...
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