Chapter Nineteen
The Five Legs
After months camped on the vast plains of the Great Eastern Continent the Uri’madu moved to the foothills of the coastal ranges to escape the baking desert that the grasslands had become. Work continued, and the map in the workroom was slowly fleshed out as teams surveyed, cataloged and made notes. If Duvät Gok had been more reclusive than he had been on past expeditions, no one complained. The atmosphere in camp was decidedly better in his absence. However, when at last the Overlord settled into the Eastern foothills with them, he made his presence felt by calling a meeting at which all were required to attend.
That evening, Andel entered the marquee and made her way to the table.
“Ah! Lady Andel!” Tam said. “I see you’ve managed to divine your way to th
