north of the wda

  1. Urosh

    Private Tales The Beating of Skin Drums

    North of the Wda river, a caravan rattled along a dirt road, passing through a narrow, rocky valley. Urosh, son of Unas, watched them from behind a boulder, crouching low in the grass. Mercenary outriders rode up and down the column of wagons, well-armed, but few in number. Too few. Perhaps a...