Sjemus carefully climbed the steps. For all he cared, the view at the top could be bloody spectacular. It still wouldn't account for all the aches it took to get there. What's worse, he couldn't complain about it. Young Mikki was there too, and he wasn't saying a word. Smug little sod. It was yer man the Exarch of Varcösz who had sent him there. Him and dozens of others. "Go find out what's going on with Mogholay." Feck all, that's what. This place was one dusty waystation after another. Wh