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"Firm governance...solid foundations..." Jhinn echoed, nodding in small motions and partaking more of his tea. Toreth, ignorant of all that was being said in Common, spoke irritably out of turn in the Red Speech. "The tongue of the tiefless grates my ears. Would you—" Jhinn without looking...

https://images2.imgbox.com/e3/32/NoNILEYF_o.jpgAnd now before him stood a tiefling who, though armored, was not in stance nor demeanor committed to a fight, and what was more even discounted Jhinn's own readiness, his own raised weapon, for no fear, apprehension, nothing of the sort dissuaded...

At length, Jhinn stood. The exit of this strange tomb yearned to be found. He'd taken but a few steps toward that purpose before one of the vines trembled with fleeting life near his boot. Jhinn disregarded it, its motions too weak and sluggish to pose any threat. But the vine coiled in its...

"One may as well try to curry favor with the wind or the tides. Or, more fitting, one of the great storms born of the sea." Jhinn followed the track of Zahir's earlier gaze with a slight turn of his eyes and an even slighter turn of his head, and he beheld those ruins which now to great effect...

Storms presided over the Jagged Teeth ranges to the south, clouds of blue and black coming alight with the pulsing of silent lightning, and this sight and sights like it joining Jhinn at the onset of his journey east. Dusk descended and the westering sun fell as if into a chasm of clouds such...

Jhinn nodded in that slow and successive way of a man who stood vindicated in his sober thoughts against the wild speculation of his fellows. A significant number of the Asmidarl entertained the idea that all the West (if "the West" even existed, and this too was a source of argument) was...

A tunnel lay before him. Once it may have been a hall, some scant skeletal remains of hewn stone unclaimed by the earth peeked here and there, but to Jhinn's eye which beheld the passage in the present day the grandeur of the past was all but a shadow. Those selfsame plants from the sarcophagus...

Jhinn stopped as Zahir stopped, and he looked to him sidelong. Still there lingered a trace of that old strangeness, of seeing in the flesh men who were not of the dragon-filled north, but men who were from the Unknown West. The sight of other men of Amol-Kalit redounded this sense of...

Jhinn opened his eyes and turned his head and everywhere he looked a wash of green drowned his gaze in its high tide. He pressed his palms to the cold stone floor and pushed himself up, rising like an ancient and slumbering creature the world had forgotten but some unseen, eternal warden bid to...

Jhinn blinked, his eyebrows rose and settled, and he remarked, "The fullness of your name is great...but Zahir will suit, yes." Briefly he wondered how common such a practice this was in the West. Surely a great many mysteries lay across the ocean. Through the waste they went, rough land...

Jhinn watched the Tirnua Traveler go, descending to lower ground and passing over what squat shadows the overhead sun cast. "What did he say?" asked Toreth blithely, grinning in morbid fashion. He did not speak Common, though Jhinn had no doubt that Zeuraad did, and Master Deimos above him as...

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...which you may have heard of. "I have heard of neither," said Jhinn. "Little is known of the West here." The tale was as old as the Ascended King himself, that of lands other than Malakath. But though belief in the Ascended King remained strong, notions of "Liadain" and "Epressa" had faded...

"They were right," said Jhinn without looking to the owner of the new voice, sawing away still at Toreth's horn. At last the horn snapped free from its base, and Jhinn held it in his other hand. Toreth panted heavily, sweat rolled down his forehead, and in frustration he demanded, "Aren't you...

MALAKATH The winds of the wastes whistled above the rocky outcropping. Higher still the blistering sun burned in the apex of the day. Malakath was a land of danger, some places more perilous than others, and here, north of the Jagged Teeth mountain ranges, few would willingly dare to tread...