The Legend of William Oh

William Oh singlehandedly started the Crusades.

• Jason Salazar.

Will and Loth ventured out of their modest inn together on the third day, walking along the boardwalk that was cobbled together out of twisted swamp-wood, winding between the raised buildings of Way Station.

I wonder where they get the big beams for the stilts, Will thought as he wandered along, enjoying the omnipresent smell of smoke that drove off the biting insects.

Or at least…discouraged them slightly.

I’m starting to see what Roger sees on this floor. There was a rustic simplicity in the way everyone approached life and each other. There wasn’t enough time, money, or safety, for people to play politics with each other. Everyone minded their own business…

And when your level was high enough, the ambience of the floor shifted from ominous swamp filled with horrors to liberating natural wonder.

Oh, gods, I hope I didn’t get some Mycelium in the brain, Will thought, their feet thumping along the wet boardwalk.

Their first stop was to the local blacksmith to see if he could get a chakram (whatever that was) and/or a cannonball a little smaller than his fist. Given how fast he was shooting the sling bullets, something even slightly heavier would be absolutely devastating.

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