Tales From a Thousand Worlds

They eased their way into the cave cautiously, weapons at the ready for any hint of trouble that may have still lurked within. Torches flickered inside the entrance, casting dancing light about.

There were no more bandits to be found, only the spoils of their degradations. There were boxes and crates and sacks piled high all about, racks of spare weapons, benches and tables, upon which sat stoneware jugs as well as coins and stones and dice. Nhaqosa’s band spread through the cave, searching through the piled loot.

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