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Chapter five
Chapter five Ashti plays in The Swod’s RevengeTuscursmot turned out to be a charming town, strung out along the banks of the River Curstouran, as the waters were called here, and extending for some distance north and south. The houses were not all wood, many were of mudbrick and stucco-finished, with tiled roofs. As of nature, they were bowered in greenery; but there was a considerable agriculture around the town, and it was clear that these cultivations were prodigious in production and also, I judged, needed constant damned weeding. The white houses thickened toward the town center into a regular crisscross of streets and avenues. Temples rose. There were hotels, with signs proclaiming the joys to be found within. Palaces dedicated to the Baths of the Nine indicated that Tuscursmot wel
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