the City

"How beautiful," said Astra. In her homeland the few cities that dotted the plains and jungles and beaches were also decorated by arts of various kinds. Fred just shook his head, he wasn't sure if what he was looking at served as a sign-post or a warding... and if it were a warding, well, Fred did not like magic-users much (and even though he used magic to kill the Dragon, he justified it as fighting fire with fire).

"We should look for the leader of this place," Fred said. "Though I could use a proper cooked meal, and I'm sure you could too, we must discover just exactly where we are."

"Good thinking," agreed Astra. "Once we know where we are we can make plans to get back to our respective lands."

"Indeed, I must get back to my King, he must learn of my success!"

"And I must get back to my Queen, she will be most pleased that the Northern Caves are now free of that Mage-Wyrm!"

"Ah," Fred said, "Here comes a local. Now we can find out where we are... Excuse me, good sir. Can you tell us what village this is and in what land we have found ourselves?"

1. "Strangers?" said the man startled. And then he ran away from the two!
2. "You speak funny," said the man who had a thick accent (although from his point of view it was Fred who had the accent). "And if you don't know where you are, that ain't my problem."
3. "This is the city of Gran Adah, jewel in the hilt of the Nom Malbra!" said the man and then he began to laugh as if his words were a joke...

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