Where most of Issen was made of a mixture of timber framed buildings and gray paved streets the Long Tooth was a stone building that felt that it had been carved out of the mountain itself. A craggy cliff face rose directly over the top of the building. Despite that, the chiseled stone was neatly painted an off-white. Stood in front of the largest door she’d ever seen, Sastra rubbed her temples with her fingertips. She could feel a headache starting at the forefront of her skull, along with the prickling sensation that she was being watched. She shifted her shoulders, trying to shrug the feeling away. Jason held the door for her, extending a hand back with a cautious smile. His bag slung crossways across his back, like her own.
Sastra drew a deep breath, set her shoulders back and took h
