Jame crouched in the dark, shivering. Where was it now? A rustle, a scrape of scales on stone ... it was coming after her.
With a chocked cry she whirled and leaped. Her fingers caught at the rough stone blocks and she scrambled blindly upward until one hand closed on a wooden beam. she was hanging there when a dazzling light seemed to explode in the room.
"Well!" said a voice. "No one's ever done that
Jame saw Penari standing below with a torch in his hand. Behind him, light gleamed on a huge mound of flesh, white, convoluted, and quivering with lidless eyes.
"Too bad it's you, boy.," Penari said. "Monster hasn't been fed so far this month."
Welcome to the Holy City of Tai-tastigon.
Overrun with thieves and lousy with gods. Welcome to the House of the Luck-Bringers, where the ale flows, the jokes are ribald, and if you're lucky, you can see the Kencyr girl dance.
She's a thief, apprenticed to the Master Thief, the only living being who knows the secret of the ways. Why,s he stole the very britches off the Sky King himself!
And if you want to hear a tale even wildern than that, just listen ....