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"So while they fought, demons began creepin out onto the world. And I think there's another moral there, reverend." He got to his feet, swung his sack over his shoulder of what looks like seeds over his shoulder, and walked out into the dark on bare feet.
As he turned, Ariel managed to get a look under his hat and saw his ears were pointed.
He was an elf.
Onumbrica has no elves.
TO BE CONTINUED
It was the possible soltari, not asleep after all, and looking a lot less like a soltari now his face was visible. He didn't take the flask, or step up to the circle.
"Centuries ago, two brothers were looking for treasure in the desert. They found some, in a cave, and started to fight over it. What they didn't know was that that cave was a doorway to hell, and that the treasure was all had been keeping it closed."
There was a little bit of sermon in his voice, just by instinct, "but it was also those banished wanderers who first made the wayside Parliaments, and traded their spells there, makin em the first bookleggers as well. And I think there's a different moral there, but I'm not workin now, so I aint explaining it!"
There was some general laughter at that, but then another voice said "I've got a story."
He told the story of two of the gods, "and nobody remembers their names now, just that the story happened," going in mortal disguise to a village built on top of a flat mesa. The villagers refused them hospitality, and the gods condemned them to homeless wandering. "And yeah, the moral is to be kind to strangers, and not to fear those who's different or foreign, and welcome the wanderers cause you may be one yerself one day."
Tarjuk told a version of the Temur battles with the Abzan that left everyone with the impression that the two groups were essentially the Hatfields and McCoys. And then passed the flask to Tigris.
Tigris takes the flask, "Well, I'd bet some of you've heard this one before, but then," he gave Ariel a significant look "I'd bet some of you haven't."
Ariel told the story of her grandmother running a hotel "in the Big City," and how she got sent to track down some stolen papers that had been sold to the sherrifs, because she'd been listening to the other stories and adapting. Tigris looked like he might be beginning to suspect there was more to her than he'd known.
Tigris was next in the circle, but Tarjuk was impatient, and went ahead anyway.
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