Amates 19, 1277. Town of Banye, in the Buckhorn Boardinghouse. The only inn in town.
Scrubbing off the soot was far easier than hearing what Mikasi had to say. I nearly dropped my mug. Fortunately for my food, I didn’t.
“Wait. What did you just say?”
Mikasi, his own mug partway to his mouth, looked around the table at us wide-eyed.
“Say what?” He asked slowly. “All I said was that I realized what I had overlooked when I read the Cesibus’ notes again. He used a counterweight in his ...
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