The closer one got to the rim of the world, the stronger and less predictable the air currents grew. This made the region particularly hazardous for ships with sails, but slightly more pleasant for the travelers aboard Horizon Chaser… the sun was hot, and an occasional strong breeze was not a thing to be despised.
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The 3 Seas
A Nautical Fantasy Adventure
July 28, 2009
71: Islands At The Edge Of The World
July 27, 2009
70: Finger Tips
Jace took to his second sea voyage a good deal better than he had the first. Some of it was simply a matter of expectations… the first time he had expected to find great excitement, and the second time he did not.
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July 21, 2009
69: Adequate Incentives
“Am I to actually believe you would allow me to have an equitable share in the treasure, when you hold the key to my very life or death?” Iskondra asked.
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July 20, 2009
68: Bonds of Fate
“You seem to have mistaken me for a mercenary of some kind,” Iskondra said. “I am no mere sell-sword. My services and skills with the blade are not mere commodities to be offered up for sale to the highest bidder. Though, incidentally… approximately how much would you be offering?”
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July 9, 2009
67: Matters Of Importance
“You’ll never make it out of here,” the man choked.
“Makes three of us,” Tauri said.
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July 6, 2009
66: Policy Revision
Iskondra awoke to a painful brightness that, after she had a chance to adjust to it, proved to be more of a painful dimness. Thin rays of grayish sunlight slanted through cracks in heavy wooden shutters. Her eyes’ sensitivity was the first sign hint she received that she had not, in fact, just closed them for a moment when the last spell hit her.
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July 4, 2009
65: Fired Up
Tauri acted as anyone would have, under the circumstances… provided they were a hired assassin and the circumstances were that they wouldn’t be paid a thing if the target were to be killed by the authorities of a foreign power in the course of their duty.
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July 2, 2009
64: In A Word
The rank and file of the city guard of Montport weren’t soldiers or professional swordsmen… that isn’t to say that they were incompetent at their job, just that this job usually involved dealing with lone ruffians and petty criminals, and quite often they had the benefit of numbers on their side. The physical qualifications of the post focused more on the benefits of an imposing physique than on fighting prowess or agility
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