Storm over Vallia

Chapter fifteen

Chapter fifteen

Tells of a wisp of strawAlthough the darkness was not that of a night of Notor Zan — when no moons shine in the skies of Kregen — the Maiden with the Many Smiles would be late, and only a lesser moon raced across the starfields. The night breeze whispered along the cobbled alleyways of Rashumsmot. Lights flickered erratically. This was a night for ghosties and ghoulies to prowl the shadowed streets seeking soft throats and warm blood. Silda Segutoria firmly ensconced in the persona of Lyss the Lone, threw off these childish fancies.

She had put in a great deal of hard work on Crafty Kando’s nefarious band. They were not drikingers, bandits, but they were a cutthroat crew. At the smell of gold, a number of newcomers had been recruited by Kando, all men and women he certifi