He had no real forge here and he missed the high, cleansing heat. Pozhar’s Agent stoked his nearby fire, adding coal and blowing up the flames with a hand bellows. He saw fingers of smoke far away and read these as a sign that FireThorn yawned and stretched.Īround him the camp stirred as the other exiles from Oromondo woke and began their days. He strode out of his tent into the dawn air, gazing northward in the direction of his homeland, as he always did. While General Sumroth had gone on with thousands of his troops to the shipbuilding center, Pexted, pursuing his plan of vengeance against Weirandale, Smithy had stayed in Alpetar with the refugees in Camp Ruby, situated where the Alpetar Mountains slid down into fertile plains.Ĭamp Ruby, the first of four camps established along the Trade Corridor, lay closest to the Land.
Smithy woke early with a feeling of deep unease.
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