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Maeanna Moonbeam "It is of no worry," Cuthwyrd answered, with a slight wave of his hand. His eyes and mind sought instead the faint trail ahead of them that wove up and around the peak that towered over his shoulder. "And it is good to keep one's word. Without it, we have nothing else." He...

Maeanna Moonbeam Cuthwyrd nodded solemnly at her words, “Wise to travel with only the essentials here. The mountains are cruel to those who are not humble before their majesty.” At her question, he chewed his lip, eyes growing distant as he gazed down the path she had come, seeking something...

Cuthwyrd waited, watching carefully as the traveler set their pack down and stepped away from it. It was always difficult to guess who would respond how, and that was dangerous. At the statement of no coin, he merely shrugged and stepped forward, looking into the pack. His sword was slid back...

Ancient and vast were the peaks and vales of the Spine where silence sat like a mist that dissipates only when the sun was at its peak. Few were the trails and paths that threaded their way through the highest ridges and fewer still those bold enough to trace the paths along where the land and...

The Spine was ancient, perhaps being the very foundation of the world from which all the rest grew. Cuthwyrd didn't know. He wasn't sure that anyone knew. As long as the history went back, the Spine had been there long before the tale started and continued far beyond its end. They were one of...

Few secrets lingered in the mountains of the Spine, not from the eyes of the Fyiama, at least. Hardy humans with traces of Mountain-Elf blood running in their veins, they lived with their sheep and goat herds, dwelling in small huts cut from the very bones of the mountains. Many lived their...

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