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Stranger in a Strange Land
It's quite the feeling being behind enemy lines. The air feels familiar, though the terrain is not. The citizens are unnatural to me, and everyone appears to me a potential threat. Yet there is an exhilaration in the danger. I feel unbounded as I did in my younger years.
It took time and care to plan my way here. It has been no easy task, but with Róisín safely in Odesloe, I was able to devote my whole being to the plan of action. I needed to cross the border, unobserved and unhindered, and imbed myself in these wretched lands. My target was Jigow, a bustling hive of wretched scum annexed by the Dynasty where it is my hope that a lone human traveler would be less suspicious. In a city such as this, there must be clues about where my son was taken, along with the other children.
The journey is over 700 miles, and I expect it will take me well over a month. I must be careful how I travel, so as to not draw attention to myself. My means of defense make me an immediate target, as they are unmistakably Dwendalian craftsmanship. So they remain stowed away, heavy and useless, until absolutely necessary.
The frontier was still well defended at Rockguard, and so Ashguard was my best chance at crossing the border unnoticed rather than a suspected defector. Finally, on a summer night when Catha provided just enough light to see by, I picked my way through the rugged, unguarded terrain outside the garrison. The Xhorhasians know only how to attack a border, not defend one.
Now, safe as one can be, I am behind the border. I make my way slowly North along untrafficked and difficult terrain. I have been able to barter with Dwendalian coin at small villages, and most seem to believe that I am simply a traveler from the distant Menagerie Coast. It seems a simple story enough to fool these simple creatures. It takes strength to have any compassion towards them, as they so freely give fielty to a false queen and false gods. Yet I must, as I recognize that I was also once fooled. The Imperium might have declared a truce, but the war is not finished--not to me. Until I find what was stolen from us, I shall not rest.
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A Brother Falls
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What Hope I Have
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Home At Last
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An Agonizing Winter
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Let It All Burn
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Stranger in a Strange Land
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Jigow
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Enough Distraction
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A Change of Course
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An Unexpected Journey
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