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The stumpy little Ookor takes a rapid step backwards when you tell him you do not come from Meledor. Nervously his followers close around him and raise their spears, forming a defensive wall to protect their leader. You assure them that you mean no harm and try to explain how you arrived in their land, but fear and suspicion cloud their eyes until you mention Serocca, the name of the one whose help you seek.

'Very well,' says L'yan-K'ril, pensively. 'We will take you to Serocca, if that is truly your wish.'

Turn to 35.

Text copyright © 1987 Joe Dever.
Illustrations copyright © 1987 Brian Williams.