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Jalakaag nods to Whiron. “I know the ocean is that way, even though I have never seen it. I think that if we find our way farther inland we will have a better chance of finding a good piece of dry ground. I am also hoping to find a thicker piece of cane that I can cut for a club as well as a...

If the two pause to think about it, not that pausing from physical activity is actually required for either, there are a vast variety of animals that can be taken from the marsh and used for food. Those in the water would be the most difficult for the two, but other residents, especially much...

As an afterthought, when Jalakaag rises and returns his bowl, he motions for Whiron. Walking to the edge of the Pavilion’s rise, he picks up a few discarded reef clam shells and tosses two toward the feet of his friend, not wanting to risk getting him cut if he tries to catch it. Of his own, he...

Elsewhere… Magister Karef Gyenin sat in his favorite wicker chair under the fabric pergola, on the flat roof of his official building in the Artisan District. As he lounged and sipped some tea, he was fanned by two scantily clad servants on each side of him. The servant on the Magister’s left...

Cycle: 498: Day: 83. Season: Stasis. Jaguar proves to be faster than the acolytes, but they are quicker on the toss than Whisper. The immediate vegetation does not provide anything much for cover, as was the desire of Jaguar, so he reflexively caused his skin to match that of the...

So a Cycle has passed comes to mind as Jalakaag exchanges his first satchel of the day for a bowl of some swill and fresh water. He sits with his friend, under the shade of the pavilion while he eats, pondering. He speaks quietly so that only Whiron should be able to hear him. “If we continue to...

For a couple of adolescent boys, catching a satchel full of Welcome Crabs is not only fun, it becomes a bit of a competition. The two are so successful that they regularly eat and drink their fill of fresh water four times in a day. The crabs are available anytime during the entire Cycle, and a...

Jalakaag touches his right hand to his forehead, as is the formal greeting, then takes the satchel and gestures for Whiron, giving one last glance over his shoulder at the woman, realizing, possibly for the first time, that she is pretty.d10 = 2, 6

The clerk was a young Ansylin woman, not too many cycles older than the two boys. Being under the pavilion, she had doffed her hooded cloak that was to protect her from the Daylight. Ansylins do not grow much for hair. Like nearly all that did not reside in the Flats, the clerk had shaved her...

Cycle: 498: Day: 83. Season: Stasis. Due to the foliage and the crooked manner of the path, Jaguar and Whisper are only about 6 strides from the source of the laughter when everyone sees each other. Disappointing and possibly frustrating, it is not the witch in question but four Centrin girls...

Jalakaag looked around like it was necessary to make sure that the gesture was for him but was fully prepared to comply despite his pointless scanning. He shrugged and gestured with his left toward Whiron as if to ask, “Well?”

Normally following with one adult or another in their lives since they had been physically capable, Jalakaag and Whiron had never really known anything but labor. Of an age to want a separate identity from one’s parents, they needed to make their own way to the pavilion, if they were ever to...

Cycle: 498: Day: 83. Season: Stasis. No words, special movement, or materials are required. It is simply by will alone that the two young men can manipulate waylines to generate damaging effects, but not before each viper pulses its bite. The physical harm to the two Bridgetown residents...

Jalakaag snickered at the comment from his friend whom he did not realize had walked up on him. Being tall and already showing what would become the thickness of musculature, he did not worry too much about other children attempting to prank him. Life in the sun had made his already dark skin...