Curse of Tsaia
The lights flickered through the pillared hall as Corvan danced around them. He moved slowly in the shadows, stepping lightly in a toe-heel pattern unnatural to most folks. To Corvan it was more natural than walking. Around a pillar came a guard and Corvan pressed flat against the wall. He slowly pressed off it and crept towards the nearest pillar. The guard carried a pike and shield, a sword around his hip. The jingling of his mail came with every step. He was quiet for a man in so...