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With the future not set, Natheria is visited by an old friend. She learns what is about to happen, and also a very important fact about Ronnath and his adoptive daughter, Cheonsa.

One Night

Noise - the nearly physical oppression of raucous sound assailed Ronnath’s senses as he entered the tavern located on the docks of Waterdeep. The large room was filled almost to the point of bursting with all manner of people – humans, a smattering of Dwarves and Elves, and even a pair of Halflings. There was a trio of bards, boisterously playing off in one corner. The interior was so dim Ronnath felt his natural low-light vision kick in, allowing him a far better view.

It was scarcely dawn of day when we reached the bridge of Ashtarek. The village itself, situated on the brink of these banks, was just sufficiently lighted up to be distinguished from the rocks among which it was built: whilst the ruins of a large structure, of heavy architecture, rose conspicuous on the darkest side. This, my companions informed me, was the remains of the many Armenian churches so frequently seen in this part of Persia.

Ronnath reflects on his past and all the failures he has encountered.

This is more of a narrative from the first person view than an actual story, but I decided to post it anyhow!

"But why did you not follow your orders, and bring the ked khoda and the elders" said our chief. "If I had been there, the rogues, I would have roasted them alive. I would have tied them with the camel tie."

It has been almost a month since part 6, but here is the latest in the ongoing saga of the Brightwaters' adventures in  the Clanking Ruin.

A plain man, with a grey beard, humble mien, and still humbler clothing, stepped forward, and said, "Peace be with you, Aga. I am he; I am your servant. May your footsteps be fortunate, and your shadow never be less!"

Here is Part 6 of Robot Wasteland.

I made use of my stick so freely upon the heads and backs of the crowd, that my brother executioners quite stared, and wondered what demon they had got amongst them.

 

Here is chapter six in the ongoing saga of the Brightwaters' adventures in  the Clanking Ruin.

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