There they spent the evening listening to tales of a once great nation before the great scourge of man. They already knew all the truth, but they didn't anticipate the stories events, and they both kept their knowledge to themselves.
They knew that Manguino's spies and his influence were already reaching into the hearts of little towns, such as this one.
A small skirmish broke-out in the town that night. It was all about the tales of the old ways, but Lloyd and Boyce laughed at the fisticuff like it was part of the story being told, and later graciously accepted an offer by an older man to spent the evening on his farm.
"The loft in my stable is dry and very warm." promised the old man.
Refreshed, with a new supply of food and water, they continued south until two days later they saw the Sedarin capital on the horizon of the Sedarin Plateau.
They spent the evening on a small mesa several kilometres from Sedara and the next morning they made their way into the heart of the city.
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
Entering the city, Lloyd refreshed for Boyce the details and customs that were peculiar to the Sedash.
"They're hermaphrodites, but some exhibit qualities that are more inclined to one, or other, sex to which we are accustomed."
"How can you tell which is which?"