Red Fang Chapter 32

A thin stone bridge cut across the gorge, cutting the star-filled sky in half. It was pitch black at the bottom but for a pool of light spilling from a torch set in the wall. The flickering light played over a lone guard dozing on his feet, his spear resting against the cliff face.

The boat glided silently through the water and Davey leapt from the prow before it bumped into the docks, pulling on the line and holding the boat steady while Samuel clambered over. “Hold, you can’t be here!” the guard said fumbling for his spear. “These are the royal docks. Only the king can land here.” “Of course, we can,” Samuel said cheerfully as he stomped towards the man. “Got business with the castle.” “What business?” the guard said loudly with the spear firmly in his grasp as he peered at the boat and its crew of armed men. Boris vaulted over the side and the guard nearly dropped his weapon as he backed into the gate. “We just returned from running down a couple of priests that escaped from Bend Town. Thought you might like them for the burning tomorrow?”

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Nestled in the shadow of the Intraana mountain range is a vast land of marsh and forest. Rivers pour in from both the north and south flooding the region until it's more lake than land and yet it is home to more life than any outsider could imagine. Hidden among the reed beds are villages and farms, not all sited on dry land, some float. The villages of the marsh elves drift with the seasons, following the migrations of birds and fish, ignored by the humans as long as they don't get too close. A human king claims dominion and is ready to shed blood to prove it, not his but those of his men, marching them into the swamp to kill and needlessly die. But there are still places where people can hide from tyrants and create homes and communities of their own.

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The Red Fang

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