…Zorian walks into, hoping to capitalise on other merchant’s unwillingness to deal with Telukbetang (I walked with a Zombie, I lived on an Island, don’t leave me on the beach civilisation!! (an outcast)

On the bridge outside you must pay the gendarmes three golds to enter. Inside the battlements, the wooden library with its stairs and high shelves and different floors. A herby smell of dead moths, scholar’s monkish rooms. In the more lavish cubicles, jars of crystals and deep pool creatures, or clunking, turning brass star measurers turning beside the iron rings of precious stone planetary orbit representations.