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Two sour-faced soldiers stand guard at the watchtower door, grumbling about the foul weather. They view your arrival with displeasure, mumbling curses under their breath as you bring your horses to a halt.

'What business have you here after sundown?' growls one, the shorter and fatter of the two.

'We would like to see your commanding officer,' replies Paido, in a tone befitting his lordly rank. Unfortunately, neither his tone nor his travel-stained tunic impresses the surly soldiers. They refuse to grant his request out of hand.

If you wish to show them your Pass, turn to 180.

If you choose to leave the watchtower, and return to the streets of Tharro, turn to 204.

Text copyright © 1987 Joe Dever.
Illustrations copyright © 1987 Gary Chalk.