Sapphire of the Fairies

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The woman’s scream echoed through theFisherman’s Inn in Lorgo. Lorgo was once part of Sordoa before theCollapse of the Universes a generation ago. Now, Lorgo is in one ofthe many unclaimed areas of the continent, which hasn’t receivedthe attention of any of the marauding armies yet. Esta Tern, theinnkeeper, told the young boy selling rabbits to wait and hurriedhis bulky frame up the stairs and along the corridor to the room atthe end of the hall. Esta knew which room the scream must have comefrom because he had only one female customer this morning and hedidn’t stand for unregistered guests in his rooms. Esta bangedloudly on the door. “Innkeeper! What’s the problem in there? Openthe door.”

The door opened and the femaletraveler, dressed in a fine white robe, pointed towards thewindow.

“Somebody was trying to comein through the window,” she shrieked. “What kind of an inn are yourunning when decent people don’t even have privacy in theirroom?”

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