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Soliciting a new member already, eh, Vegh? said the tall, thin grandee with the pointed gray beard. Not sporting, you know.

Permit me, Master Jorian . I am Lord Vegh, stasiarch of the Pants. I see by your garb that you are a person of progressive ideas, like those of my honorable association. When you take out Penembic citizenship, perhaps you would care-

Vegh smiled. This is Lord Amazluek, stasiarch of the Kilts. Naturally, he would prefer to enlist you in his-

Ah, well, we cannot diet down in time for this ride. Colonel Chuivir

Borai, potbellied, gray-bearded, and kilted, bowed to Jorian , mumbled something that Joriancould not hear, and shot a slit-eyed glare at Karadur.

Bah said Amazluek. The poor fellow has but lately arrived in Iraz. How should he know the glories of our ancient traditions, which my association cherishes and upholds? Be advised, young sir, that if you would fain make your way amongst people of the better sort here, you ought to abandon those barbarous nether garments-

Excuse me, my lords, said Jorian . I be not up on Irazi politics. Explain, pray.

We have not been up here in years, heh, heh, said King Ishbahar, raising his voice to be heard above the clatter and splashing. Pray explain this to me, good Master Jorian .

First come, first served, said Vegh.

I know not for sure, but methinks we press it.

If lift will bear weight, sire, said Jorian .

Soliciting a new member already, eh, Vegh? said the tall, thin grandee with the pointed gray beard. Not sporting, you know.

Ah, well, we cannot diet down in time for this ride. Colonel Chuivir

Soliciting a new member already, eh, Vegh? said the tall, thin grandee with the pointed gray beard. Not sporting, you know.

Vegh smiled. This is Lord Amazluek, stasiarch of the Kilts. Naturally, he would prefer to enlist you in his-

Like the tower, Saghol, the ground-floor lift attendant, had been cleaned up for the occasion. He jerked his cords, and the lift rose, groaning. The squad of guardsmen clattered up the stairs, keeping pace with the lift.

Pardon us a moment, said the king. We would speak to him of plans for the city, and where better to discuss such things than this lofty eyrie, whence it is spread out below us like a map?

We have not been up here in years, heh, heh, said King Ishbahar, raising his voice to be heard above the clatter and splashing. Pray explain this to me, good Master Jorian .

Vegh smiled. This is Lord Amazluek, stasiarch of the Kilts. Naturally, he would prefer to enlist you in his-

Pardon us a moment, said the king. We would speak to him of plans for the city, and where better to discuss such things than this lofty eyrie, whence it is spread out below us like a map?

Bah said Amazluek. The poor fellow has but lately arrived in Iraz. How should he know the glories of our ancient traditions, which my association cherishes and upholds? Be advised, young sir, that if you would fain make your way amongst people of the better sort here, you ought to abandon those barbarous nether garments-

Aye, sire? replied the most glittering soldier of all, a strikingly handsome man as tall as Jorian .

Well, heh heh, one stalwart soldier ought to suffice.

Aye, sire? replied the most glittering soldier of all, a strikingly handsome man as tall as Jorian .

At the top, the king got off the lift, which wobbled as his weight left it, and wheezed his way up to the clockwork floor. Jorianfollowed. The soldiers, red-faced, sweating, and gasping, filed into the clockwork chamber after him.

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