had were I dubbed knight. Merchants were the next step down the social ladder; they had money, money meant trade, trade meant caravans, and caravans meant bandits. That's where I came in. The weather had been horrible for the last two days. Solid, spattering, dark rain making it impossible to see even to the next hill. We were only three hours from Shastar, our final destination, when nightfall came. It was difficult to keep to the road in the sliver of moonlight, but the owner wanted desperately to press on and spend the evening in the city rather than miserable out here. I I heard a ragged howl arise in the distance, some canine baying at what little moon remained. I swivelled my av idol mpegs ears forward, catching the wolf's howl being half-cut-off and stifled, presumably by others
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