Excerpt from a book Pandaras had lived all his short life in Ys. He knew the city's stone streets and its people; he knew words which, if whispered in the right place, could kill a man; he knew the rituals and meeting places of hundreds of cults, the monastery where anyone could beg waybread and beer at noon, the places where the magistrates and their machines never went, the places where they could always be found, the rhythm of the docks, the histories of a thousand temples, the secrets of a decad of trades. But the randomness of this wild shore confused and frightened him. It was tangled, impenetrable, alien to thought.
From "Shrine of Stars" by Paul McCauley.
The thief's job is navigating dungeons and the ranger's is the wilderness. Normally city adventures don't have much weight and they are lumped in as the thief's job. But for a city with depth, let's have a class like […]
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