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... action, for Krow, was the massive hanging bridge that was the main entrance to the town. The bridge was made by the living roots of a tree planted on the mountainside.
"Hookfig trees," Jamutaltei informed her niece and Krow, who was pacing their cart on a mule.
A caravan guard, on a mule.
Not even an old nag of a horse.
Not even a war mule.
Krow felt he could not hold up the name of a caravan guard like this, so he called himself the primary designated weapon-carri ...
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