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Malsur Wainkye had endured many hangovers in his young life, but this one easily stood out amidst the rest of them as the worst. Thus far anyway. His whole head was throbbing and he hadn't even opened his eyes yet, not to mention the back of his neck ached fiercely. He knew he shouldn't have...
Naos III was nothing unusual amidst the tapestry of the Outer Rim, a world of poverty and disrepaired semi-urban centers underneath blankets of snow and ice that froze most who wandered too far away from civilization. Unlike most Rimward backwaters however this one had no more a criminal...