Maps
“If you go North, you’ll need to pass big cities like Ankra, Yorka or Argothban. These are Wizard strongholds. The necromancers are in Ankra and Argothban; the War Wizards in Yorka. To the south you have the Sargon and the Mael”
“No cities?” Rachael queried.
Mathias laughed.
“The Sargon is a desert. Only nomadic tribes, and the town of See’lk. The Mael is a wasteland, a very bad place. Nobody goes
The governor now stood alone on the South Tower. He felt the weight of his command as a strong, cold breeze buffeted him. He looked back into his city. The River Morn flowed from the northern mountains, bisecting the city, passing under the city walls east of Gram Fort. He had ordered the evacuation of the West Bank quarter a day ago. He didn't have the men to defend it. Instead, his plan was to
He looked across the wide river flowing down from the Qug Mountains. Many small and medium-sized sailing craft moved on the fast-flowing waters. Looking north along the riverbank, he saw the buildings become more affluent — the large merchant neighborhood was just south of Jute Town. Looking south, the buildings became poorer; further south still, he could just make out shacks on stilts — the beg
Renab had no idea what Darius was. On the map, the trader had marked a big X for Darius. He’d joked about the dangers of the journey; Renab had laughed with him.
As the column closed in on Darius, Renab reviewed his map. The city looked a good place to resupply. They rounded a bend, and the distant city came into view.
The road descended, and the view of the city was lost. Another day and night pa
The sailboat carrying the Huarlings arrived at the first port in Quinton. The war witches were happy to make land. The last few days had been tense, with the Huarlings upset at Veen’m’s actions in Darius, and the Death Witch not caring.