THREE DAYS LATER AT SUHEY CROSSED THE BORDER south of the two forts and Deviered Tigana for the first time since his father had carried him away as a child.
Only the most struggling musis came into Lower Corte, the panies down on their lud desperate fagements of any kind, however slight the pay, however grim the ambience. Even so long after the Tyrants had quered, the iti performers of the Palm khat Lower Corte meant bad lud worse wages, and a serious risk of falling afoul of the Ygratheher ihe province or at the boing in or out.
It wasnt as if the story wasnt known: the Lower Corteans had killed Brandins son, and they were paying a pri blood and money and brutally heavy oppression for that. It did not make for a genial setting, the artists of the roads agreed, talking it over in taverns or hospices in Ferraut or Corte. Only the hungry or the newly beguured to take the ill-paying, risk-laden jobs in that sad provin the southwest. By the time Devin had j……（内容加载失败！）
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