At least Tgren is uniform in its clay and sand structure. And reinforced with Cassan technology. I hope a strong storm doesn’t come through while I’m here. The whole settlement might blow away.
We’ll dump the packs at my place, Zendar thought, giving Bassan a nod and a grin. Then we’ll catch a bite before cleaning up.
On cue, his own aroma wafted in his nostrils. Ugh. Any chance we could clean up first?
You want to go hungry tonight?
No!
Zendar nodded at a man as he passed. No one will notice anyway. Trust me.
Bassan offered the strange man a smile. Cracked lips turned upward even though the man’s eyes narrowed. The man pulled his cloak closer, wrapping it tight around his body. His gait faltered. Bassan turned his head to follow the man’s movement, concerned he might fall. The stran
