Literature
Spell Merchant: Kaadhral, Part I
Five Dark Lemur 352/April 7th, 1289 AU/97th day of 3881 LC Ukturajja, Tatalla, Salvi There is very little that can frighten a trained and true scientist. Homor Kvenn told himself this and was comforted by it. For a few seconds, anyway. "Mind the rocks, you loafers!" barked Captain Suur, breaking him out of his stupor. "What the bloody hell are you lazing around for?" Not in the best of tempers to begin with, the Captain, what with all this humidity. Heat they could live with, but this place might as well have been a pot on the stove. But Homor knew the good Captain was especially worried by the coast. So was he, for that matter. Young Homor grew up on fairytales about Salvi, the "Word-Forest" of magic and demons, and knew exactly what he expected from the place. What he didn't expect was…this. "Surprised, young one?" grunted the Captain, right behind him. Kvenn blushed. "I suppose I thought it would be…well, a little more populated." The jungle didn't look all that scary, to be