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The night was dreary and miserable, the rain sweeping in off the ocean appeared to be unending and unrelenting, despite the harsh desert that the port city was nestled in. A young beggar boy, an escaped slave, sat curled up with his back pressed against the wall of a building. He sat in the muddy streets, filled with grime and filth from animals and humans.
((This is an old book, yet it is reasonably well preserved. It was written circa 2840 T.A. by one Curon The Venerable, based on the relations and experiences of one Ecthon The Merchant, who was allegedly taken captive by corsairs and held for ransom, during a year, in the city of Umbar. Some passages are outlined or marked by frequent use, the following is a selection of them. Ar-Iskandir keeps the book on a bookshelf in his safehouse))