Chapter 11Cajun, Tarum and I stood aroundacomputer table. The screen flashed a picture of Sandeling threehundred years ago. Unlike the current frosty mess, the land lookedlike Kansas. The wheat on Sandeling – or what looked like wheat –stood only about three feet tall, yellow and waving in the wind.Tarum told me it used to grow over most of the planet. Like Kansas,the region we were interested in was mostly flat with one smallmountain range.
The only thing with an attitude at allon the flat, yellow land was what might be described as theSandelingequivalent of a black medieval castle. Three hundred years ago, theCappnids had a thing for castles. Tarum pointed to it.
“We were always a rural people withno need of large buildings. This structure is the largest for fivehundred miles, which is
