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Chapter Nine “The soft, vibrantly colored sheep of Ppie are said to have been given to Beaynid from The One God, Ak. Unlike their more docile cousins, Ppie sheep are obstinate and have a penchant to escape their low, stone fences and strike out on their own. Because of their bright colors, however, they are quickly taken by predators who favor the tender and piquant taste.” —Field Guide of Beaynid; Myrin Zantroc The dying sunlight cast long shadows across the wooden playing board. Carved pieces of ivory in shapes of various animals stood tall in the small circles of inlaid maple. Teo took the carved form of a giant bear and knocked over the smaller statuette of a wolf. “I’ve won ye thrice in a row! ‘Tis no challenge, play’n wi ye.” Teo sat back in his chair and appraised Flath with a c
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