God's War
“It had never been rebuilt. The south side was a morass of hulking, burned-out shells where squatters and draft dodgers made do.
There were rude opium dens tucked into corners. The pervasive smell of marijuana filled the rubble-strewn streets. It wasn’t the sort of place Khos would have picked for a proper fight, but then, fighting wasn’t legal in Chenja.
And, in that case, Khos supposed the south side was perfect.
Rhys, as usual, was wearing too many clothes for the occasion. He had picked up a... green turban sometime after they arrived in Dadfar, and that—paired with his long trousers, long tunic, and green burnous—made him look like some local man of importance. He kept everything too clean. And he was too pretty. If Khos drew attention for being a pale giant, Rhys drew it by being too well presented. If Khos had still been a thief, he’d have pegged Rhys as a perfect target, magician or not.
Holier-than-thou men were smooth marks.
The night was dark; the moons were in far recession.MoreLess
There were rude opium dens tucked into corners. The pervasive smell of marijuana filled the rubble-strewn streets. It wasn’t the sort of place Khos would have picked for a proper fight, but then, fighting wasn’t legal in Chenja.
And, in that case, Khos supposed the south side was perfect.
Rhys, as usual, was wearing too many clothes for the occasion. He had picked up a... green turban sometime after they arrived in Dadfar, and that—paired with his long trousers, long tunic, and green burnous—made him look like some local man of importance. He kept everything too clean. And he was too pretty. If Khos drew attention for being a pale giant, Rhys drew it by being too well presented. If Khos had still been a thief, he’d have pegged Rhys as a perfect target, magician or not.
Holier-than-thou men were smooth marks.
The night was dark; the moons were in far recession.MoreLess
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