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From Mists to Mysts, Part 10: Predators

Because the woodsmen were generally large, and their ax heads narrower and thicker, Fortis had little trouble distinguishing his guide once they were out from under the awning. The warder was an aged man. He was yawning and stretching under … Continue reading

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From Mists to Mysts, Part 9: Confusion

They went back to the tea tent. After a solid lunch of stew, pan bread and berries, the man behind the counter brought out a cloth bag filled with various sized bulges. George pulled from his robe a similar bag … Continue reading

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From Mists to Mysts, Part 8: Stable Flux

Eventually, Fortis rose to his feet and wandered to the doorway of the tent. George was standing, almost blocking the doorway. Between the half-open curtains, just over George’s shoulder, Fortis spotted the clan banner. When they marched inland, they left … Continue reading

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Mists to Mysts, Part 7: Cast Adrift

George sheathed his sword, then took off the harness. After shifting things around a bit, he sat on the end of his bed, leaned back against the pack frame. “I am by no means a teacher of religion. But I … Continue reading

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From Mists to Mysts, Part 6: Subterfuge

He was running through the forest, ducking under limbs, darting through underbrush, jumping over fallen logs. They were behind him and gaining. In a small clearing, he spotted a tiny hut. He ran inside and closed the door firmly behind … Continue reading

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From Mists to Mysts, Part 5: The Long Short Way

Fortis tried on his backpack, then they piled everything in a corner near the door. George shrugged out of his weapon harness and placed it on top of the pile. He turned to Fortis. “Hungry?” Francis hurried past them into … Continue reading

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From Mists to Mysts, Part 4: Packing Up

For the first time, Fortis noticed insects. The polar island had been devoid of anything except grass. Though George had mentioned the possibility of predators, they had seen no sign of life other than themselves and the coursers. He had … Continue reading

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From Mists to Mysts, Part 3: Coming and Going

There was excited shouting from the pier. Someone was out on the end, calling back to several others in front of the first solid man-made building Fortis had seen so far. He could just make out carefully stacked stones in … Continue reading

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From Mists to Mysts, Part 2: Landing

Fortis joined George in the lower deck, feeding, brushing and cleaning up behind the animals. He learned the common term for them was “coursers.” During the journey across the polar island, it seemed they ate all the grass they could … Continue reading

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From Mists to Mysts, Part 1: Prologue

A digest from the Anthropologist’s report on Dalorius Four: Dalorius Four is known locally as Misty. The inhabitants of Misty maintain a fairly stable tribal social and political structure, though internecine warfare is not unknown. The economy is Eastern Feudalism, … Continue reading

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