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“Well, I'll be good and not do it again, which means I
leave this next bit of deliciousness for those who
volunteer,” Aly said. She pointed to the map of Rajmuat
and its surroundings. On the northeast side of the
harbor were the slums of the Downwind District, with
the human garbage heap called the Honeypot highest on
the slope to the ridge. It was no more than wood cabins
on stilts, lean-tos, tents, and shacks. Kanodang was on
the far side of the heights. There were only two good
things about Kanodang, said the wits. It was upwind of
the stench of the Honeypot, and it was a nicer place to
live.
At the end of the ridge that split the two was the
northeast fortress that guarded the harbor mouth. The
Lesser Fortress was two simple towers surrounded by
a wall. Aly placed a finger on it, then on the complex
that guarded the harbor's far side. The Greater Fortress
rose on high ground, dominating the harbor. The display
grounds for Examples lay below the fortress's stone
ramparts.
“Two nights from this, well after midnight,” she