The Wandering Inn

Interlude Luan the Giant

Sentry Leader Ekrn marched through the halls of his village, ignoring the fact that he was tracking mud, blood, and debris across rich carpets or the spotless floors.

Hisvillage. Not how he would have referred to it; Paeth, or Paeths Tree by the Coast if you wanted the full, pretentious name, was a nation unto itself. A country, a poweramong the small.

Fraerlings. Tiny folk. The legends of Baleros, whom you might live your entire lives near by and never see. Only one had ever become so famous as for the world to know his name. The Titan of Baleros, Niers Astoragon, was the most famous Fraerling livingpossibly one of the most famous to ever live, really.

He was not all of them. Nor, as Ekrn would happily point out to anyone he talked with, was the Titan a good representative of the Fraerling people. But then, he seldom got a chance to rant on one of his favorite topics; a Fraerling didnt need to be told, and the number of Tallfolk, non-Fraerlings that he got to speak to instead of putting an enchanted crossbow bolt in their eye weresix.

That was six more than most Fraerlings. Ekrn strode past office after office, ignoring the shouts of outrage and the heads poking out.

Sentry Leader, youre tracking mud onto the carpets! Do you even know the expense? Slow down! Theyre meeting and you cant

Take the cleaning costs out of my vurel if you want. Dont stop me! Im Tallguard and on business!

The man snapped back at the [Secretary] rushing to stop him. She slowed, trying to block him as he marched towards Paeths leading body. They were called, in Fraerling expressions, like vurel, Signim, and so on, the Architects. There were six of them, and they ruled Paeth.

The [Secretary] was scandalized by the dirty, bloody Tallguard marching through the rich halls of the top floors. This was not how it was done! His boots coated more tiles with filth, and she shouted.

Halt! You cannot do this! Security!

And then she grabbed at him. They must have paid her well, or the power had gone to her head, because Ekrn felt the other Fraerling woman drag at him, although she nearly let go when she realized he had blood on his armor.

That was too much for Ekrn, though. The Sentry Leader was tired, had just been fighting swarms of scavengers outside that had gone after that giant Human currently napping in front of his village, and hed seen good Tallguard die fighting. He turned.

Hands. Off.

The man drew his sword. Well, half-unsheathed the enchanted blade, just to threaten the [Secretary]. He had no intention of using it, of course. However, it halted the slightly-burly Fraerling security-guards and the [Secretary] instantly let go of his arm. She took one look at the sword, and Ekrn realized hed made a mistake.

She screamed and fled backwards. The two [Security Personnel] froze, their own hands on their Paratons. Ekrn eyed the two weapons, arguably more enchanted than his sword. Yet he didnt even have to draw the blade for the two to nearly soil themselves. He snorted, and gave the two a withering look. They backed up and he strode on.

No one stopped him. Everyone had vanished the instant the Sentry Leader had bared his blade. They hid, quivering, and he growled as he stormed towards the Architects meeting room. He sometimes forgot.

Tallguard. That was the thing to remember, if nothing else. They were all Fraerlings. Ekrn, the [Secretary], every person here was six inches tall. Tiny! And the hallway Ekrn strode through would have been too small for some breeds of rat, for all it was spacious for him.

All of Paeth, this great city, one of the more prosperous Fraerling cities in the world, frankly, although that was almost exclusively Baleros, was contained in a single tree.

A giant tree, true. A breed of redwood, massively stout and wide, enough to house over seven hundred thousand Fraerlings. Well, with a bit of magic. Rich, diverse; Ekrn had been forced to take a galift for nearly twenty minutes just to reach this spot from the ground entrances! Every person in the upper floors, these bureaucrats, probably had a salary and vurel many times his own.

Thus, it gave the Sentry Leader no small satisfaction as he stormed into the Architects meeting room and interrupted them. Six Fraerlings looked up in mild shock; their security on both doors having let Ekrn through.

Tallguard, demanding an audience with Paeths Architects! I sent five longcalls upthis is urgent!

The Sentry Leader strode into the room and looked around. For a second all was silence. Then someone rose to their feet.

Sky fall on me! What is the meaning of this?

Citivican Loust was on his feet first. Of the six, he was responsible for managing Paeths, well, everything. The wellbeing of the citizens, the condition of roads, employing the many officials of the law, excepting Ekrn and the Tallguard, everything. Ekrn glared around.

I told you. Didnt you get the message? We have a Human lying outside the city and hes bleeding and attracting every predator in a mile!

Gasps arose from two of the six. Hadnt they even been told? Ekrn looked around.

Six Architects. Architects of the Great Plan. Of course, it was a title, so not all directly worked towards that goal. Citivican Loust, for instance, just managed Paeth.

Alchimeer Straesta, on the other hand, probably did do a lot of contributing to the plan, but she managed the [Alchemists] and so on, and was more official than her old job.

Enchanter Ilekromewell, his title was the same as always. Technically Lead Enchanter, but it was abbreviated like that.

The other three, were, in order, the Judiciary, of law and order, Farspeaker, who both watched and spoke for threats, Ekrns nominal superiorbut not really, and last but not least, Guidance. The peoples choice, as opposed to the other five, who were elected by other councils.

The Guidance this year was all about making sure oversight was had on the most expensive projects, that had cost too much vurel. Making sure they had enough foodshe looked sharply at Ekrn and he didnt even know her name. She knew his, though.

Sentry Leader Ekrn. It is not typical for a member of Paeth of your position to interrupt the Architects deliberations.

She spoke, mildly reprovingly. Ekrn flushed slightly. He was a Sentry Leader, and while the job had any number of benefits and was well paid, it was certainly not high, socially speaking. Frankly, it wasnt even in the social conventions of Paeth. He responded briskly.

I may only be Sentry Leader, Guidance. However, the Tallguard is still the Tallguard. Skywatchers gone, and I have every right to demand your attention if need be. And I need it now.

Justjust how did a Human come to be here? We received the report, but it seemed like you repelled the attack? It never even reached the entrances; you might have left the Tallfolk alone.

The Farspeaker spoke up tentatively. He was aware of the danger, more than the other six, but he had a different take than a Tallguard did. Ekrn glowered.

He ran right towards us, of all the bad luck. We could have let the scavengers get to himmaybe they would have eaten him, and left, if they didnt decide to occupy his rotting corpse for the next two months. You can imagine the stink, I think? I dont believe the air filters would keep that out!

The Farspeaker turned green. Guidance opened her mouth, but Ekrn went on.

And thats all assuming the scavengers didnt notice, as they were sitting about, the fact that were way over our allotment! If that happened, it would be fighting in all the entrances. Armies of ants, roaches, and thats before the big ones came in. We already had to kill a cat

All the Architects flinched. Ekrn went on.

so I need authorization, now, to deal with the Human.

They looked at him, uncomprehending. If only the Skywatcher were here. Ekrn sighed.

His immediate superior was on an important missionthe Gathering Run. That was why a lot of Tallguard werent here, including all the ones who could make the call. Ekrn wouldnt have wasted time coming up here, but he was only a [Sentry Leader]. He really couldnt make the call.

They didnt get that, of course. Citivican Loust spluttered very much the same question.

I appreciate the Architects have superiority over the Tallguardeven if it feels very much like we are rarely consulted and only lectured from time to timebut why do you feel the need to march up here, threatening people with swords and ask for our opinion?

Because, Architects, [Sentry Leader] is not of sufficient rank to make decisions for the city, which dealing with the Human is. Ekrn of the Tallguardwhich outpost do you claim?

Guidance spoke, and now Ekrn looked at her. She knew the code? He studied her, top to toe, and saw, at last, how she was different.

The Fraerlings up here were all paler. Oh, they had all shades of skin, but it was always a touch less suntannedwell, not suntanned at all, not like Tallguard, who stayed in natural light. If there was tanning, it was artificial. They had soft skin. That was how Ekrn thought of it. They wore no armor, and stared at his gear and sword like he was a [Barbarian].

The clue that Guidance was different was subtle, but now he looked it was there. Her hair was striped, a pinkish red with dark brown. Possibly hereditary; more likely than not shed had it done. The Farspeaker had hair like a whirlwind, purple twirled up in a spiral that had to have cut into his vurel to keep it up; even a gel couldnt have kept the hair like that.

Enchantment or not, it wouldnt have lasted five seconds in the outside world. None of them had ever been there, of course. Except that Guidancemaybe.

She had a scar running down one arm. Not wholly unusual; accidents did happen, but Ekrn realized it was too jagged to be a machine-cut, and on the measure

Trainee?

Failed. My name is Heish, Sentry Leader. Guidance Heish, which Im sure you knew.

She smiled and it all clicked. Guidance Heish saw Ekrn blush and study his muddy boots for a moment. Then he looked up.

Youre correct, Guidance Heish. To your question: Im Tallguard of Feiland. I cant decide the Humans fate because it is a matter for Paeth, even though Im bound to defend it. If it were more urgent

His moderation of tone and explanation made the Architects finally relax a bit. The Alchimeer sat forwards, nodding.

Well then, Sentry Leader. What are our options? We obviously cant have a Tallfolk aroundand this Humando they know were here?

Ekrn winced.

Im afraid so. He saw us fighting.

All the Architects exchanged glances. Now, they understood. A Tallfolk had found a Fraerling Village, for all Paeth was a metropolis. They knew the stories, the dangereven if it was more distant for them than the Tallguard, who lived to avoid such things. Another Architect shook his head.

We cant have that. Alright, Sentry Leader, we can see you are here on a mission of importance. What would you like to do? What are our options?

Ekrn sighed. He tried to be diplomatic, but he wasnt good at it. Even his idiot subordinate whod gotten them all into this mess, Noa, would have been better. Still, no help for it. He tried to lay it out as gently as possible.

Ill be honest with you, Architects. Trying to wipe his memory isnt feasible, even if we had the allotment to spare on the projectand we dont have that kind of draught, let alone in the quantities to drug a Tallfolk.

Enchantments? We could try a forgetting spell.

The Enchanter suggested. Ekrn shook his head.

Too big. A linked spell? Tallguard records show the Tallfolk remember, especially if they find magics been done. Ill be honest, all I need is authorization. Then, well lead him off, clean up the blood, and find some nice placemaybe the river if I can mount an expedition out that far. Gnomes laugh at me, hes already unconscious. If we could roll or drag himwell, well make sure hes unaware, or well put him to sleep. Thenone crossbow bolt through the ear should do it. He wont feel a thing, and no one ever finds out.

The Architects had been listening, even nodding to the entire plan Ekrn outlined. Right up until he mentioned crossbow bolt through the ear. Then their expressions changed to ones of pure horror.

Sentry Leader Ekrn! You cant be suggesting we just murder someone like that?

Ekrn sighed. Damnit. Damn it all to cats and Tallfolk children. He stared up at the ceiling as the horrified, fundamentally decent Architects reacted like anyone in Paeth might. They werent murderers. If he could ask the Skywatcher, hed probably have gotten authorization to do it in seconds. The Tallguard stood, arms folded, in the genteel interior of Paeth. Far from where he did his rounds.

Hell wake up eventually. We had to treat him to make sure he didnt expire; wed have had to cart him out in pieces in bags of holding and the corpse would have attracted every scavenger in the world. You want us to keep healing him? Feed him? What about letting him leave knowing where we are? Architects! I can do it myself!

But of coursethis was Paeth. So Ekrn listened, argued, and cursed, and wished hed never met the giant lying outside his home.

Luan Khumalo lived. By nightfall, Ekrn was shouting at his Tallguard, cursing nonstop as more of the Tallguards [Healers] attended to disparate sections of him. Already, there were crowds clustered at the entrances or the viewing windows for a look, and people protesting the danger.

A giant had come to Paeth. That was the problem. He was just one man, but Luan alone towered over the rest of the smallfolk. He was little threat to Paeth, even if he was strong. The problem wasthere were a lot of giants out there. So many.

They could never find Paeths Tree by the Coast. For, as every Tallguard knew

That was how Fraerlings died.

-

When Luan woke up, it was almostreassuring to find how like a story it was. It proved he hadnt been rendered insane by his time at sea, by his meeting withwithwhatever it had been during the Summer Solstice.

That was because stories were predictable. If you knew the story, you knew at least a bit of what came next. Hopefully it was a good story, not those old fairy tales. A modern rendition, not the original Red Riding Hood, and so on.

Luan had read Gullivers Travels, some version of the fable at least, as a boy. It hadnt left the hugest impression, but it was one of those stories everyone remembered. The classic giant meets tiny people, or the reverse, the tiny people living amongst giants.

Either way, what he recalled was that, as a boy, hed noted how none of the Lilliputians looked like him. All fair-skinned, well, like a lot of fairy tales.

Commentary on fables aside, that was Luans background to waking up and finding himself tied to the ground by a bunch of tiny ropes. He stared around, tried to move his neck.

No way.

It wasnt a dream! Luan saw some figures draw back, call out.

Tallfolks awake! Get those idiots at the entrances back! Wheres the Sentry Leader?

He saw, sideways and upside-down, little people running about. Luan realized he was in shade; someone had set up a tent over his body! Or rather, multiple tents all joined up. He was in some kind of enclosure reminiscent of Genevas own surgery-tenta temporary setup to house him in.

Someone had even hung up bunches of lavender. Why? Because he stank? Luan had been swimming for weeks in the ocean, so he could believe that.

Every part of his body hurt. He had been baked by sun, dehydrated, swimming non-stop, and to top it all off, hed nearly drowned during the Summer Solstice and when hed finally reached land, piranhas, crocodiles, and every manner of Baleros worst wildlife had tried to finish him off.

Luan was a [Rower], an athlete, but this had pushed past all his limits. He didnt know how long hed been asleep, but he was content to lie there for a moment, and justbe alive. Stories. He was actually living one. Now there would be something to tell his son. He had to live. Luan closed his eyes, and breathed in air.

He wasnt one of the Drowned Folk. He had refused. He couldnt live in the sea. He had to live, returnhopefully this would be a better story than all the ones hed seen play out thus far.

He had hopes, despite the ropes. After all, Gulliver made it all work out, right? Luan felt something touch his shouldera ladder?and then someone walked onto his chest, up, towards his face.

Alright, Human. Were letting you move your head. Lets chat. Cut the ropes!

Luan tilted his head up a bit as he felt dozens of tiny strings snap free. He craned his stiff neck up gratefully, and saw a little man standing on his chest. Pointing a crossbow loaded with a glowing bolt straight at his nose.

They didnt mention this in the storybook. Luan froze.

Thats right. Let me talk, then you get to say whatever you want. My name is Sentry Leader Ekrn, Tallguard. Not that it means anything to youIm a Fraerling. My job is to keep my village safe, and youre sitting right next to it, attracting all kinds of things that want to eat you. Congratulations! You found a Fraerling Village. Theres no pot of gold. We dont grant wishes; thats Djinni. We wont fix your disgusting shoeseven if you had any.

Luan wiggled his toes, remembering hed cast his shoes off to lighten himself while swimming. Ekrn went on, grimly.

Were small, but try to hurt us, run off, or do anything stupid and well kill you. Frankly, Id have put you out of your misery already, but its not my choice. You area guest of Paeth, until we figure out if were going to kill you after all or let you go somehow. You are my biggest headache ever. Nice to meet you. Now you can talk.

Luans mouth worked. He stared at Ekrn, and the little man gestured impatiently.

Cat ate your tongue?

Water.

Ekrn stared at Luan as the man croaked. Then he sighed.

Dead gods damn it.

-

Noa was a [Sentry]. One of the Tallguard; shed passed all her training, and she had earned her enchanted weapons. Crossbow, shortsword, and any number of tricks like the rope swings they used to travel around the perimeter of Paeth.

She was still low-ranking, and that was acknowledging that Ekrn wasnt exactly the greatest member of the Tallguard either. Wellhe was [Sentry Leader], which meant he protected all of Paeth from attacks. The name only fooled Tallfolk; the Fraerlings had no real army. Just the Tallguard.

She was in huge trouble, though. She sat, nearly two days after the Human named Luan had collapsed; it had taken him two days to wake up! Hed been treated, his infected wounds salved, potions and such administered.

So much. Theyd carted it out, hundreds of healing potions and cauldrons of brewed salves and poultices for the best [Healers] to applythose not terrified of going out, or being near one of the Tallfolk. The Tallguards [Healers] did a lot of the work, but a few brave souls had come out for the first time in their lives to gawk at the Human.

There were probably thousands watching. However, around her were only Tallguard. Occasionally her friends and comrades would slap her on the shoulder and jokingly say something.

Nice job, Noa! As if we werent worried about food already!

Got any more Tallfolk you want to lead to our door?

If the Human relieves himself, Im not shoveling anything. You can do that. Well get you a wagon.

To her relief, that last hadnt happened, but the hundreds of healing potions wasnt an exaggeration, unfortunately. The Human had been more dead than not, and shed feared Ekrn would just let him expire. However, the Sentry Leader had his marching orders from Paeths Architects and despite his irritation, he did have his own sense of honor. He was a warrior, and hed seen how far Luan had come. Letting him die now? It had felt wrong.

Noa rose as Ekrn stomped out of the tent theyd set up to keep the sun from baking the Humanand keep predators from catching his scent.

Boss, is he?

Hes awake! And thirsty. Hey, I need kegs of water!

Kegs? Of water? What, you mean like our sentry provisions?

The [Sentry Leader] shrugged.

Something like that. Or we could run a hose from the city? No, thats way too far. Damn. Get me kegs! Barrels! Something to dump water into that Humans mouth!

We could let him sit up?

One of the Fraerlings suggested. The others were scrambling; the Tallguard had provisions, but water was not a huge issue given that they had bags of holding. In the end, they filled up bags of holding or barrels that had to be emptied of other contents first.

Were letting him sit up. Damn Humans weak as an aphid, though. He must still be thirsty, even though we pumped him full of potion. Noa, with me.

Umwhat for, Ekrn?

The Fraerling gave her a look.

You started this mess. So Ill be kitten-bait if youre not going to be as miserable as I am.

That was how Noa found herself rolling in barrels and dumping bags of holding into them for the Human to drink as he sat cross-legged under the canopy of trees, far, far overhead. A sky unto itself for the Fraerlings. Luan gulped the cups of water down.

[Body: Water Retention] had allowed him to survive against all odds at sea, but thirst was still thirst. His first real, wonderfully cool water went down so fast he had to slow down. He knew hed puke if he drank too fast, so he tried to sip and talk.

Youre Fraerlings. I thought you werent secretive, though. The Titan of Baleros is a Fraerling.

That was the first thing he thought to say. The two little Fraerlings, the angry man in charge and the young woman who looked up at him, awestruck, both exchanged a look. The younger girl looked amused; the man just growled.

Yes, yes. Every Tallfolk knows the Titan. The most famous Fraerling ever! And you think you know us? The Titans a damned adventurer and head of one of the Four Great Companies! Hes an insane loon who left the Fraerling settlements when he was young. Were not like him, so any ideas you have of usforget it. Were not like the ones in his company either.

Okay. Ive touched a nerve. Im sorry. Thank you for saving me.

Youre welcome! We saw you swimming here! I mean, I did. It was amazing! We couldnt help; you were far too far for us to even think about it, but it was incredible! Are you a [Sailor]? Did you survive a shipwreck?

Ekrn glared at his sidekick.

This is Noa. Shes the idiot who didnt shoot you through the head before you blundered into our perimeter.

Perimeter? Ohthe exploding wires?

Luan suddenly recalled running into what felt like a minefield. Ekrn sighed.

Yep. The area around here is secured against predators, so dont run out or youll hit something. Mind you, Im amazed you didnt die when you ran into all our lovely, lovelyexpensivetraps.

He glowered. Luan felt like he was talking to someone determined to hold a grudge. He was disoriented, but he had been around Ken long enough to appreciate diplomacy. So, the South African man just grinned.

Im sorry for living, sir. Ill do better next time. Im no [Sailor]; Im actually a City Runner. Sea, not land. And I can payId repay you for saving me as well!

He fumbled for his side, and realized his bag of holding was gone. He glanced at Ekrn.

Unless you want to help yourself?

The Sentry Leader grinned inadvertentlythen scowled and coughed.

We went through your bag of holding. Nice crossbow. Did a monkey make it for you? We dont want your gold; we dont need it.

A friend of mine made that. What do you mean, you dont want any gold? Im happy to pay

Ekrn sighed.

And what would we do with gold, Human? Well, gold would be great for the [Alchemists] and [Enchanters]. Shame your coins have less gold than pyrite.

Now Luan leaned forwards, reaching for another barrel. He looked down at the Fraerlings, greatly intrigued.

You dont use it? For trading with us? Humans? Lizardfolk, Dullahans and Centaurs?

Noa laughed incredulously, then caught herself. Ekrn looked up at Luan, and now he did look amused.

When I said we were nothing like the Titan of Baleroswere not a village that sends people into market, Human. We dont trade regularly. If we need something, really need something, we can send for it, but thats a mission unto itself. No one ever traces one of us back here. No one should know we exist. There is exactly one Tallfolk in the world who has even a vague idea of where we are, and thats because of a pact we struck. Everyone else? Weve killed Tallfolk who found us before. Are you beginning to see the problem?

Luan did. He slowly sat back, thinking. At last, he nodded.

You havent killed me yet. Am I valuable to you? Can I make a plea for my life?

Ekrn gave him a weary smile.

You got lucky, Human. Thats all. I dont know whats going to happen, and frankly, I dont like talking to you if I have to do what I must.

Its Luan, Sentry Leader. Luan. Im a father, and I just want to get home to my family and friends.

The Fraerling gave him a pained look.

Thanks for telling me. Ill still shoot you if I have to. Alright. If youre drinking that muchdo you need to use the restroom? Because Id rather you did that far downwind, and far away from here as possible. Food? Thenwell, I think some people are going to want to talk to you.

Thus, Luan found himself being escorted by a tiny band of Fraerlings a good fifty feet away from the giant tree to do his business. He couldnt run, and was distinctly aware of some loudly humming people trying to give him privacy around a tree. Then they led him back and Luan realized that all the stories he was told in this world of Fraerlings had gotten it wrong.

Fraerlings werent secretive people who lived in little villages secluded from the world. At leastthese people didnt. What people forgot was this: they were small, and in danger from everything in the world. Tiny folk.

The same people that the Titan of Baleros had come from. In shortthe highest-leveled species in the world, and the shortest in stature.

-

Alright. Tell me how this isnt the single stupidest idea Ive ever heard in my life?

Sentry Leader Ekrn looked exasperated as he argued with an [Alchemist] hard at work. Luan stared down at the tiny glass vials, the recipe being followed diligently, and the argument. The [Alchemist] kept staring up at Luan.

Not my job, Sentry Leader. They want to talk to him, and theyre not coming out. So he goes in. Were not taking him in, in. So theres no risk he reverts and explodes.

Uh. Explode?

Inside the city. I imagine it would be your body versus our architecture, and everythings enchanted. So your bones would probably lose the battle, and if thats the casewell, Im sure it would be a disaster. Many lives lost. Including yours.

The [Alchemist] seemed cheery about the idea. Which was missing the point to Ekrn.

And if he goes back to the outside world and tells them whats inside a Fraerling cvillage?

He looked pointedly at Luan. The [Alchemist] shrugged.

Not my decision. Besides, hes already found us. I suppose the Architects dont think it can get worse.

Theyre not thinking at all! Sheltered idiots!

Ekrn stomped towards Luan. He glared up at the man.

Well, thats that.

Thats what? You just told me Im going inside that tree and I might not explode if I turn back.

Luan apprehensively edged back, until there was a shout.

Aah!

Noa ran around him and he froze. Ekrn kicked at her.

You idiot, Noa! Rookie mistakenever get around anything large enough to crush you!

Sorry.

Both Luan and Noa apologized. Ekrn sighed. He pointed at Luan.

Youre not being shrunk down. Thats stupid. Do you know how hard it is to change size? Were not paying for that, even if we did have all the recipes to brew a shrinking draughtlet alone enough for you! No, were doing something simpler. See this? Know what it is?

He held up something and Luan stared at it.

Is that an eyeball?

Fresh.

The [Alchemist] recoiled. So did Luan, slightly. It wasnt just an eyeball; it was floating in a jar. A small eye. Luan didnt want to know what animal had given it up.

Its not exactly a scrying spell; we dont allow those anywhere near the village. How it works iswell, you explain, [Alchemist].

Ekrn turned to the Fraerling man, who was pouring himself a vial of the cauldrons contents. He inspected the clear liquid that nevertheless had trapped bubbles of multi-colored orange and green, and then looked up at Luan. He eyed the Human, poured the vial back into the cauldron, and indicated it.

You drink all of this, Human. That will put you to rest; mainly so you work with the spell. Then we perform a bit of magic and youll see through this eyeball. Even talk!

Ive never heard of magic like that before.

Luan looked uneasy. The Fraerling chuckled.

Nonsense! Even Tallfolk know this spell. Its a basic scouting spell; Tallguard use it all the time, even the Farspeaker! Its just a bit of necromancy

Necromancy? Hold on

The Fraerlings convinced him. It was mostly Ekrn telling Luan it was perfectly safe and that he had no choice that did the trick. Alsohim telling Luan to his face that hed be one of a few mortals who ever saw the inside of a Fraerling Village.

Its just so stupid. This is the problem with leaving it to the Inners.

That what-ers? These Architects? Your leaders?

Ekrn shook his head. Noa, whod already befriended Luan, waved cheerily. She had dark skin, not as dark as his own, and moss-leaf hair. Dyed, apparently. She wasnt allowed to make it any vivid, unnatural colors, but green was fine for the jungle they were in.

He means non-Tallguard, Luan. Its likenon-[Soldiers] for you, I guess. The Architects arent the problem; everyone inside Paeth probably hasnt ever seen Tallfolk before! Let alone gone outside!

Luan stared at the tree in front of him. It was huge, a giant among giants on Earth, possibly a contender for one of the largest trees in the world there. Even so, he couldnt believe it was home to seven hundred thousand.

Youre telling me there are FraerlingsInnerswho live their entire lives without seeing the outside world?

Yup. Tallguard are different. Special. Were the only ones who go outside to make sure there are no threats. Anyways, theres plenty of room inside.

Even with so many?

Yep. Its bigger on the inside than the outside. Dimensional magic. Like Wistram, they say. Havent you seen something like it?

She gave him a round-eyed look of innocent mystery, as if this was normal. Luan glanced at Ekrn, and the [Sentry Leader] gave him a significant glance. It seemed Ekrn understood more than even his other Tallguard why Luans peek was so worrying.

They had magic that Luan had never heard of. True, he hadnt been here long, buthe took the cauldron, nearly dropped it, and swore.

Its hot!

Oh. Sorry. I normally have a vial. You might need a glove. Maybe a leaf?

Gingerly, Luan lifted the cauldron, blew on it twice, and drank the scalding liquid. He gasped.

That tastesgood!

Well, of course it does. Do you know how hard it is to get people to drink potions if they tasted like their components?

The Fraerling looked amused. Luan opened his mouth.

Ive tasted healing potions and they taste like

His head drooped. Noa looked up as the Human began to keel forwards. The [Alchemist] screamed; Ekrn just whistled. Dozens of ropes shot forwards and caught Luan, dragging him down backwards. A [Mage] pointed.

[Featherfall].

It took six to make Luan slowly drift backwards towards the ground. His eyes were closed. They began preparing the next spell as the [Necromancer] yawned her way forwards.

-

scrapings out of a trash can. What

Luan stared. Suddenly, he was staring around and the world was different! He waslooking through the world like it was a single, fish-eye lens. It was so disorientating he didnt realize at first that the view was of a completely different place than he had been.

Everything was huge. He saw a few figures, and then a man bent down.

Well, well, well. Not so huge after all, are we, Human?

He was Luans height; maybe a bit shorter since Luan was a tall guy, but distinctly around the same height. Six feet, Luan would have guessedif it werent for the fact that he knew Ekrn was six inches tall.

A woman of roughly the same height waved at him.

Hi, Luan! You lookcreepy!

The floating eyeball rotated in the liquid, but couldnt see itself. Luans voice, when it came out, was slightly muffled, but lacked the echo he expected.

Imin the eyeball?

Basic possession magic. Dont get attached. Literally. Sometimes people keep seeing out of the eye after its donewell get rid of it. Okay! Into Paeth to show Tallfolk all our secrets because why not?

I think it could be helpful, boss. You know Paeths over its allotment. And the Tallguard had to go on the Gathering Runwhat if he helped?

And what if we lived in a city and Humans visited us all the time? You know your history, [Sentry]! Stop believing in fairytales. Hes not some magical Gnoll who washes ashore and fixes all wrongs.

The eyeball swiveled from Ekrn to Noa as Luan adjusted to this new, temporary body. He interrupted as Noa lifted the jar with a grunt.

Wait, you have stories about Tallfolk meeting you?

Yup. Historical accounts which arent so pretty, but every child reads the classics. What, you tell stories about meeting us? Hah. Thats funny. Fairy tales both ways.

Ekrn looked amused. Now he was taller than Luan, or rather, speaking to the eye in the enchanted jar, he seemed less wary. Or maybe he was just resigned.

-

As they walked, Ekrn explained what Luan was about to see. Which was counterintuitive, but, as the Fraerling man said, it wasnt what Luan was going to see that matteredit was what he wasnt going to see.

That makes no sense.

The [Athlete] countered. He was feelingslightly unwell, despite the spell working without a hitch. It was mostly because he had no legs, armsno body at all. He didnt even know how he was hearing or speaking. They claimed theyd looped in a basic speech and hearing spell with the necromantic possession, but the more Luan thought about it, the sicker he got.

Dont focus on it or youll drive yourself mad. Listen. Paeth isnt your typical Fraerling village. Village. Hah! Wellit fits some of the settlements across Baleros. There are places where there are actually Fraerlings who farm, and make a basic livingin touch with nature. Ive had to guard some of those settlements and its a nightmare. No magic, which does mean less threatsno allotment to argue about

Allotment? Slow down. So Paeth isnt a village? I didnt think seven hundred thousand fit a village, but arent they called?

Nope! Its a city. Villages are just what we call it to fool big people. Hoi there! Tallguards of Feiland, coming in!

The entrance to Paeth wasnt guarded by Ekrn or Noas forces. Rather, it was Paeths internal security, which mystified Luan until he realized they called themselves Tallguard of Feiland.

We dont belong to Paeth. Were Tallguard. No allegiance but to guarding against animals and so on. A few of us do duty insidethey call us in if theres some kind of incident. Killers. Monsters or something inside. Easy work.

Really?

Ekrn snorted.

Oh yes. We have crazies, just like you Tallfolk, I imagine. The worst was a [Serial Killer]. Sixteen deadthey called me in to get him and once I tracked him down, it wasnt exactly hard. Fraerlings, the Inners, arent fighters. Most never pick up a sword. I imagine its foreign to you.

Erno. Sounds like home.

Huh. I heard Tallfolk saw monsters with some regularity. Big city dweller?

Oh yes. Not this crowded. Not one tree, but its fairly big.

How many people?

They were waiting in front of huge, metal doors. In fact, a series of them and a checkpoint. It was rare for anyone to go in and out, and Luan saw, briefly, multiple defensive checkpoints.

Only a few million people.

Ekrn snorted incredulously.

What? You must be from a capital. Or one of the Walled Cities. Which continent? I dont know names aside from the old history books.

UmTerandria.

Noa and Ekrn both stared at the eye in the jar as it swiveled around.

Nice lie. You dont have a face and my niece still tells better ones.

Luan just sighed. There was so much to say and not say, and it was all happening so fast. His heart was beatinghe could still feel itrapidly.

This was magic.

They halted in the checkpoint.

Hold on! Identification! Wait for the [Appraisal]!

Wonderful. They know who we are. Looks like the Architects are mad I walked all over their fancy carpets.

Ekrn grumbled. Luan felt a tingling, and then there was a shout.

[Sentry Leader] confirmed. [Sentry] confirmedidentities match up with given names! Tallguard of Feiland!

Luan was fascinated to see the [Security Personnel] at these checkpoints were completely differently adorned compared to the Tallguard. They wore, well, modern-looking gear, at least to the Earther. The ones in the outer checkpoints had carried weapons like the Tallguard, but these ones held batons at their side; no armor, but lighter stuff, more like a policemans outfit than anything.

Are those batons at their side? Not weapons?

I told you. Inners dont have monsters. No wild animalsthose are Paratons.

What do they do?

Luan fixed on them. He saw what looked like a delicate rune etched into each one, glowing yellow. Ekrn bared his teeth, and the [Security] eyed him nervously.

Paralysis spell. Paralysis baton. Sorry, forgot you wouldnt know. They hit you, you go limp and numb. Imagine fighting a cat with that.

Dont be mean, boss! They helped fight off the ants!

Yeah, I guess. We had an ant army come at us. Steel-eating bastards. They sensed the magicI told them we were over allotment! Human, have you ever seen animals up to your stomach with armor and teeth that can chew a leg clean off in seconds coming at you by the thousand?

Luan shuddered as he thought about it, but he wasnt willing to let Ekrn walk all over him.

I dont know about the size, but I did just escape a bunch of piranhas. Sound familiar?

The [Sentry Leader] laughed.

I forgot! City Runnerright. You would be closer to us than this lot.

He nodded at the guards as another shout came out.

Appraisal done! LuanKhumalo! K-h-u-malo! Level 28 [Expert Rower], Level 16[Athlete]? Level 4 [Medic], Level 6 [Soldier]

They read out his levels and some of his Skills as the Fraerlings looked at Luan. Ekrn raised his brows.

Level 28? Well, well. Looks like we have someone hot on Level 30 here!

Luan felt just a bit smug about thatright up until Ekrn laughed.

And what level are you?

Luan retorted. Ekrn winked at him.

Let me put it like this, Luan. I know Level 30s important in your world, but down here, Tallguard fight what your Gold-ranks do on a regular basis. Level 30s the minimum for my job. Alright, lets go.

He sauntered on. Noa whispered to Luan.

Its still impressive! Ekrns just showing off.

Then they were in Paeths Tree by the Coast. Luan saw them march past the checkpoint, as Ekrn exchanged insults with a guard that might have been genuine or just bravado. They walked forwards and came to a halt.

There was only a wall. Carved wood in front of them. Luan stared.

Um. Trap door?

Noa and Ekrn exchanged a look of anticipation. They were clearly looking forwards to this part.

Not exactly. Never been on a galift before, Human? Im told they dont exist except maybe in a few places anymore. Look down.

A galift? Whatsoh my god.

Luan shouted, because he looked down just as the elevator began to move up. He saw a glass panel in the center, a strange roiling substance belowand saw the doors had closed. They were shooting up in an elevator!

Noa laughed and Ekrn looked amused, until Luan began to speak.

Its an elevator! You have an elevator?

Damn. My friend lied to me. I thought they didnt exist.

Ekrn was clearly crestfallen that Luan wasnt shocked beyond belief. He tapped his foot, eying the walls passing through a glass window, but Luan was demanding to know more.

I know what this isbut how? Magic?

No! Well, only a bit. Even some of the non-magic villages have stuff like this, although they use pulleys and weights. Running an elevator all day though would eat up way too much of our allotment. Its a galift. See? Its powered by gas.

Down Noa pointed and Luan saw the same pulsating cloud blowing them up. He stared.

The Fraerlings used an alchemical compound that had the same qualities as Heliumbut a lot more lift. It could power these elevators, and their [Alchemists] brewed up as much as they needed.

Its an actual substance, apparently. See, it goes up to a certain point until it builds upthen it sinks. Im amazed you know about it. My friend said

Ekrn glanced at Luan. The man was lost for words. He realized Fraerlings had so much that Earth did. Or ratherthis city was a place with so many technologies not eaten by the Creler Wars, Rhir, or the thousand other disasters hed heard about.

It was a paradise.

No. Not a paradise. A certain ruler of Khelt would have strenuously objected to that qualification. It might seem so to Luan, but the best of the Fraerling settlements still had crime, still had need and desire. They were above your average city, but Fetohep of Khelt would have opined that a Fraerling Village was, by its nature, unable to be classified as a paradise due to the inherent risk.

Monsters and animals could attack it, unlike Khelt or Samal, where such things were juststories. Paeth was, then, in that rarest of all middle-categories between paradise and hole in the ground.

Not a paradise, but a splendiferous city that occasionally came under attack. The closest example might be First Landing, or a Walled City.

To Luan, though, it was the closest thing to a city from Earth he had ever seen. A modern city, with countless indications of technology beyond what most could accomplish. No dirt streets. It was either wood, long-smoothed from where it had been cut, or metal walkways, orceramics.

He stared down at laminated tiles, like that which you might find in a mall! Paeth was massive; there were even skyscrapers built into the heart of the tree.

The Fraerlings had hollowed out their tree. The walls were the hollowed out trunk, but Noa had not lied; some dimensional magic was at work here, because there was no way this would all normally fit inside.

The city within stretched up, and up, and Luan saw the center was the remnants of the wood, turned into buildings, while entire blocks and floors had been constructed in other places. If you could fly, you might well go up most of the tree without needing a galiftalthough it wasnt a straight shot in most places.

Some windows let in light from the outside world, but most of the lighting was artificial. Magical. That was what made Luan stare.

Fraerlings had copied much of Earths convenienceswith magic. The first thing he saw as the galifts doors opened was a sign of what was to come.

A harried-looking group of Fraerlings were making for the lift. Some had tools, or cases with supplies, others were clearly [Mages], [Alchemists]Luan was grateful not to be able to smell, because as they rushed past Ekrn and Noa, the two Fraerlings held their noses and the group of people heading to work groaned as the [Alchemist] moved in.

Im sorry! Skunk gland

Hold the galift! Hold the galift, please!

It was like a scene from Earth, albeit somewhat of a clich. Here came someone, who, while not exactly wearing a suit, had on a piece of formal attire. Fraerling dress, Luan would later realize, was more fashion than function for the inner world. They could style their hair, so even their business people chose attractive, trendy outfits.

Still, give this Fraerling a briefcase and pop him into a black suit and tie, and Luan would have thought he was normal in any city on Earth. Okayalso dye his white hair and red tips that stuck up and reminded him of a paintbrush.

Luan saw the doors of the galift closing and the unfortunate Fraerling wasnt going to pull the doors open; they were sealed hard to let the gas-elevator work. Nor were the Fraerlings willing to wait with the smelly [Alchemist].

The Fraerling was running too slow; he was no [Athlete]. However, as he realized this, he gasped, murmured somethingand Luan saw his feet blur towards the elevator.

The man zoomed into the gap, nearly colliding, and turned, beaming smugly. The others sighed. Luan stared. The man stared back at the eyeball in the jar as if Luan was the weird thingand only mildly weird at that.

What was that? An artifact? Boots of Speed?

I want one! Luans inner desires began to spill forth. This. This was what hed dreamed of when he came to this world. Magic! Anime! He loved anime. It was a hobbythat was how hed picked up enough Japanese to talk to Ken and Aiko.

Ekrn dashed his hopes with a laugh.

Boots of Speed? Nah. You think that fellow would buy that? If we could get Boots of Speed that easily, Id arm every Tallguard with them before a single Inner, no matter how much they squawked.

Ah. A Skill, then. [Cant Be Late for Work]?

Luan was deflated. Obviously, obviously. Noa shook her head.

Nope. Its just the citywide spell. [Speed]. Everyone gets one minute per day.

What?

They dashed his hopes just to show him more anime! Luans shouting became so loud that Ekrn plugged his ears.

Gah, you didnt blink at the Galift and this impresses you? Its a damned waste. This isnt necessary! This is why were over our allotment and monsters keep coming by.

There was that word again. Allotment. Luan looked around.

What is allotment?

Ekrn gave the city a sour look. Noa, an affectionate one. She was a Tallguard, but she had grown up in cities like this one.

Its magic, of course. See?

There it was. As they walked through the city of Fraerlings, Luan saw it everywhere. Wherever technology would have normally beenmagic took its place.

In every example. For instance, he couldnt feel it much to his disappointment, but the glass jar clouded a bit because the air had grown cold as they passed by what he only could describe as a supermarket. Food lay in bins, preserved by magic, and the air was colder! Because someone had created a Rune of Cooling.

A child was throwing a little airplaneno, it was a bird with wings! She threw it up and laughed, chasing after it, directing it somehow as it zoomed about.

From toys to cooling toLuan saw someone knock over an object in a shop with a crash. There were mops and presumably, cleaners, but the [Shopkeeper], in a hurry to not lose time or sales with the broken glass, found a talisman and waved it. The glass and liquid collected into a ball, which she flicked into a receptacle.

Ekrn looked at it all and had none of Noas affection or Luans longing.

Fraerling settlements that run on magic have something called allotment, Luan Khumalo. I dont know if your Tallfolk cities do; Wistram might not, but its a special case. Allotment means that you cant use up too much magic in stupid enchantments like ones that let you fly in certain rooms, or speed up. Its wasteful and Paeth has been over the last three months. They need to get it under control, by reducing, or blocking more from reaching the outside.

Whys that important?

The Fraerling gave Luan a look.

Youre a City Runner, arent you? Think about it. Magic. Ever heard of how [Farmers] grow Sages Grass? We dont need as much magic for our spells, but in a city like this, we produce far, far more than any ten Tallfolk [Mages]. What do you think that does?

Luan thought about it. He had an answer, but wasnt sure if it was right.

Itattracts monsters that want it?

Yep.

Noa and Ekrn chorused at the same time. Ekrn looked around.

Allotment is a limit the Tallguard sets. We can tell how much magic leaks from a settlement. Too much, and hungry things come after it, thinking were animals or plantsthey dont care. If it gets too high, we cant defend a place like this and Paeth is bad with it. Too much wasteful stuff.

It comes and goes. The Guidance gets what we want each month, and they cancel old spells to keep us under. Or they used to.

The [Sentry Leader] sneered.

Inners dont care. The Architects dont understand. Not we, they, Noa. We tell them every time and they think were paranoid fools. None of them have ever seen a nest of roach eggs or had to crush them and burn the things alive! No one here has seen a cat eating their prey and torturing them to draw the rest out. Look!

He pointed around, and Luan saw that Ekrn and Noa were outsiders. More than him. A floating eye in a jar got less looks than two Fraerlings wearing armor, carrying swords. A child pointed, and he heard a single word.

Titan.

Just like the Titan. Tallguard. Luan saw a few more, young Fraerlings, children to the full adults, glance at the Tallguard, and there it was. A kind ofromance. Distant for most, stronger in the children.

Like how kids looked at Daly or other adventurers. Noa waved, smiling. Ekrn slapped her arm down.

Dont encourage them.

We always need recruits, boss.

Almost all wash out. Nineteen out of twenty. Did you know the Guidance this year was a washout? But she got to actual fieldworkshe got further than most do. Well, Luan. This is the city of the Fraerling. A primitive village where we make shoes and hide pots of gold. Hah! What do you think?

The Human was silent as Ekrn looked at him, reminded that the Architects were letting him see all this and in a bad mood again. He waited, and heard Luans voice, distant. Longing.

Its beautiful. We dont have this magic. This is amazing. It reminds me, though. Of home.

Ekrn glanced sharply at the eye in the jar. Home? He looked around at the city no Human could dare match. He hadnt told Luan this, but he had seen cities of Baleros. He was one of the Tallguard who had gone on missions to citieseven great onesand he knew.

There was no city like this, not even Pallass. Unless he was far off.

Yet Luan didnt sound like he was lying. Ekrns anger and wariness began to shift. To curiosity. He began to realize that if a great secret had been unveiled by Luan finding themperhaps they had found something here too in him.

After all. How else could you explain the strange device in his bag of holding? The one that had no magic, but glowed? Ekrn rubbed his chin as they went to meet the Architects.

-

The meeting with the Architects took two hours and was surprisinglynormal. They asked Luan a lot of questions and he answered.

He was a City Runner whod survived a freak accident at sea. He wanted to go home; he wouldnt tell.

Obviously they had problems letting him go, and they debated that with Ekrn.

Look, if we wipe his memoryit never works. Thats how stories get out.

What about a [Geas]?

You can break those. Its my professional opinion that you cant keep our secret safe without a dead Humanand even then, [Necromancers] talk. So you chop up the pieces and feed them to the crocodiles. No offense, Luan.

Much taken.

Noa was nervous, but Ekrns heart wasnt in it. Nor were the Architects going to do that; they were civilized people.

Exceptionally civilized. They were like people from Earth, who did not kill, did not contemplate fighting for their lives. It was refreshing to Luan, although he realized they could still be petty, vindictive, and evil. Just in a different way.

They could also be good, intelligent, and kind, and he thanked them for that.

We respect the institution of City Runners; much like Tallguard, Mister Luan. You have put us in a difficult place, but perhaps we can help each other? Paeth has long been sufficient without Tallfolk, your people, about, but perhaps an exception can be made?

Citivican Loust smiled at Luan. Ekrn muttered under his breath.

And thats how a settlement ends.

Anyways, the long and short was that Luan was a guest and he got to tour more of Paeth for the last hour they had. Noa did that; Ekrn had stomped off to send a message to their Skywatcher, the Tallguard leader of the Feiland.

You see, Feilands an outpost where we train. A fortress; we go to other settlements. That prevents one from being biased. We divide up, and they all give us what we need. Artifacts, see?

She had an enchanted crossbow and weapons; her armor was enchanted too. Amazingly enchanted. Almost no magical leakage. When Luan said that even a Gold-rank adventurer might not have six artifacts, while Noa had eight, she looked surprised.

Why not? Oh, right. The magical difference. Tallfolk get all the power, but it shrinks by the hour. The small are meek, but our magics more complete. Thats a nursery rhyme they teach us.

What does it mean?

Noa grinned.

It means we have better spells. It takes less magic to do what we want, after all! We cant fight big, but we can do a lot of little things!

That was how Paeth existed. Consider it, and it was easy once Luan got going. A piece of Sages Grass could make a healing potion for a normal person. Or help a [Mage] with a spell.

But imagine how much it could do for a Fraerling [Mage]. Power any number of spells they might want, and only one plant! Of course, obtaining such resources was tricky, but if you needed the skin of a salamander, one salamander was enough material for a week for the entire citys worth of [Alchemists]!

No wonder they had so much resource. However, the rules of allotment meant that Fraerlings couldnt build the city of paradises. That was the one complaint that they had. Too much magic attracted attention.

Thats why we have allotment. And each citizen gets a vurel. More depending on their rank; but even kids get a set amount.

Whats a vurel?

It was a kind of measure of magical power. Likethe amount of power in a [Fireball] spell for a Tallfolk [Mage]. Luan expressed disbelief, but Noa clarified.

You get all that power per year. So how it works islets say you really, really want a fountain that um, automatically purifies the water. You can put part or all of your vurel to that project if someone works on it, and it gets authorized! The Architects campaign on stuff like that; the [Speed] spell got approved because almost a hundred thousand people put part of their vurel towards it. No matter what Ekrn saysits great. See?

She blurred and ran halfway up the wall, with her boots letting her stick to the surface. Noa waved down at Luan for a moment before gravity dragged her down. She pointed.

I can run all the way up that building, see?

It looked forty feet tall to Luan. He asked to see, and Noas face fell.

Id show youbut I got in trouble for doing it last time. A lot of people tried to copy me and they werent Tallguard. And didnt have my boots!

I wish I could be here. This place isamazing.

As amazing as Chandrar? Or is it Izril? Rhir? Drath? I dont believe youre Baleros if were all new to you.

Ekrn strode over. Luan glanced at him. He hesitated.

There was a standing rule in the United Nations company that no one, not even close allies, knew about Earth. Not anyone you dated, not the Gravetenders Fist companyno one.

It just made sense and he hadnt even quibbled with it, like some who argued they should use their knowledge to buy favor with a company. Now, though, Luan wondered. Of all the people in the world, what harm would it be to tell Ekrn and Noa? They were Fraerlings.

And unfortunately or not, Ekrn had seen his smartphone. The Fraerling gave Luan a long look as they paused to eat; Luan had to watch. Noa had offered to sprinkle her sandwich crumbs into his jar.

The Architects want your Tallfolk powers to help us with some of the problems around Paeth. As if this solves them sweeping the allotment issue under the trees roots for the last few monthslooks like you and I arent the only ones reading fairytales, Human.

The Tallguard grunted, biting into something that looked delicious. Luans stomach grumbled in his real bodyuntil he was told it was fried lizard.

Its good. You know, we have lots of [Chefs], but its hard to get actual fruit. Tallguard have died on gathering runs, even with bags of holding.

Birds. We can provide for all of Paeth if we kill a boar or something, but imagine harvesting it and ferrying it in? Plusmeat gets old.

So whats the solution?

Ekrn grimaced.

Gathering Runs. For alchemical goods, for foodTallguard go out and we grab everything we can, haul it into bags of holdingthats what Inners dont get.

There were mining colonies that harvested steel, places where they grew or monitored wild Sages Grass, all the things that a place like Paeth needed. Getting it though? That was the problem.

Okay, heres a problem. Our water-condensation spell broke last month. Took two weeks to get fixed, and while its refilling, everyones been on water rationing. I say water rationing, but they get more than Tallguard sentries get regularly!

Ekrn slapped his knee. Then he looked at Luan.

Its a dangerous trek and takes lots of Fraerlings with bags of holding, even larger containers, to fill enough water and bring it back from the river. The Architects, in their infinite wisdom, pointed out that if you brought a damn bucketor your bag of holdingyou could refill our water reservoirs in a few trips and then some. I dont like it, but wed give you an escort.

And here came the story again.

The Giant thought about it. He looked around this wondrous city, and didnt need to think to reply.

Ill do it. Only ifyou do me some favors too. And stop threatening to shoot me. Deal?

For an answer, Ekrn sighed, then pulled off some of his sandwich crusts and tossed them into the jar with the eyeball. Luan and Noa glared at him.

Oh, fine. Ill play nice.

-

That was how Luan found himself doing, well, chores for Paeth. Chores that took advantage of his giant-ness.

Hauling water was the first step. He left his possessions in the Tallguards care, walked to the river, filled his bag of holding up with water, and walked back. He did this three times, and solved a city-wide water crisis.

Mind you, the hard part for the Fraerlings was figuring out how to process that much water.

Dead gods, look at that! We need to purify it first!

They pointed at a fleck of scum in the river water, which, to them, was as large as they were. Another representative of the city, an Inner, staring around as if he expected a bird to carry him off any second, added anxiously.

And a container! HumanIm so sorry, Luan, we need to figure out how to get this inside. Can youhelp us store it? Maybe pour it into the barrels orwere going to need hands. Thousands! Tell the Architects we need every container they have!

Luan was only too happy to watch the army of Fraerlings pour out, and their ingenuity. He was careful not to move, as both he and they were wary of a Fraerling being squashed.

Within half an hour, theyd constructed a miniature aquifer with his help. [Geomancers] opened up a pitLuan helped remove a stoneand they descended into it, wrapping metal to form, well, a giant pot next to the tree, welding it together with fire magic, and making sure it was water-proof. Then, Luan filled it and watched as they constructed a long irrigation funnel back into their city to let the water be transported up to their actual internal plumbing systems.

The fun part was getting the water, because Luan had been apprehensive about crocodiles or predators in Baleros jungles himself. Even if he was bigger, he remembered the angry cat, not to mention the serpents Daly had fought and the thousands of other predators.

Weve got that covered, Human. Just dont trip or sneeze or jump, got it?

Twelve Tallguard rode shotgun on Luans shoulders, head, or attached themselves to his clothing. Each one carried a crossbow and trigger-happy didnt even begin to describe it. On his first trip, Luan saw Ekrn blow apart a woodpecker, which he was asked to pick up for food, Noa nailed a crocodile eying him from afar with a miniature bolt that exploded like lightning, and at least fifty one mosquitos died.

The Tallguard regarded them as mortal enemies whod suck you dry in an instant, and Luan saw more than once a Tallguard race across his arm to behead a mosquito trying to suck his blood.

In shortit was awesome. Yes, Luan wanted to go home, yes, he was worried about the United Nations company and his friends, but this was a story. Not least because he got to learn the last great secret of Paeth from Ekrn himself; how all this was possible when so much had been lost. Why the Architects were called the Architects. In a trade where Ekrn learned about Earth.

-

After a week in his stay at Paeths Tree by the Coast, Luan Khumalo finally felt healed from his trials.

He hadnt known it, but the toll had yet to recover, even after hed been healed. The first signs were him being antsy, rather than content to sit about and talk to Noa or the other Fraerlings, or visit via eye-spell.

Theyd created a shelter for him with that same Fraerling construction style which had so fascinated him before. Without bags of holding, he imagined it would take far longer, as they ferried up pieces of timber and so on. With it?

Well, it was amazing. Luan knew regular construction; hed been around the world and seen everything from huge machines to bamboo lattices that workers used to create buildings; some places were less careful than others and gave their workers no safety harnesses, but most places with decent codes demanded some degree of care.

Fraerlings? They would give a safety inspector nightmares. They swarmed up a tree, anchored themselves in with grappling hooks or boots that clung to the tree like Noas, hammered in fixtures and created a mini-house so Luan could sleep without being eaten by bugs. If anything, their issue had been the amount of lumber and steel needed, not the creation.

They fell. Luan saw a Fraerling fall almost on her head and tried to catch her, but missed. She landed, swore, and got back up as the others laughed at her.

They didnt fear falling! And what they made was very high-quality. That was something else Luan appreciated; they may have had tiny, tiny screws and nails, but that just meant what they produced was like finely-stitched fabric, as opposed to huge, loose stitching in cloth. He tried to push at the roof and found all the little nails and even basic enchantment made it hard as stone!

Well, Luan was as delighted as he could be to find himself among the Fraerlings. Especially because they were as fascinated by him. A lot of Tallguard werent as hostile as Ekrn and came up to Luan to talk after the first two days. Even some Inners wanted to speak to him, although he had to go to them. It was everything from questions about where hed been, to what it was likebeing big.

You actually have cats as pets?

A few children screamed as Luan sat in a school, an actual school and talked to Fraerlings. They looked horrified, but their [Teacher] waved a hand.

Remember, everyone. Theyre small to Tallfolk. Harmless.

Thats right. Theyre quite cute to us and a lot of us have them as pets.

Insanity.

Some of the Tallguard accompanying him grumbled. Even Noa looked troubled. Luan looked around.

Dont you have pets?

Sure do. Reasonable ones.

Luan recoiled as someone actually brought out one of their petsapparently the school let them take some to class if they kept quiet. He stared at the pale, squirmingbeetle?

What is that?

An aphid. What? Never seenoh, right.

Even for Fraerlings, aphids were small, so these were likehamsters, Luan supposed. Horrible hamsters. He didnt fear bugs like some people, but his discomfort around them amused the Fraerlings, who then insisted on showing him their menagerie of animals.

Everything from ladybugs to aphids to an actual, tamed roach could be a pet. Although they rode the eight-inch long cockroach like a horse. That was too much for Luan.

Some places have antsbut theyre tricky and it leads to ant-wars and such. Theyre not for everyone. Frankly, your cute animals are worse to us.

Even rabbits?

Biting bastards. Take your arm off. Dogs? Eat you whole and aggressive. All teeth and fur andgah! You do know that Miphir-Roaches are herbivores, dont you?

Luan shuddered as the huge safe roach waddled past him. He could have lived without seeing what was, to him in this moment, a horse-sized cockroach.

-

He was still a prisoner, or rather, guest. Luan talked with the Architects and Ekrn, but he realized he wasnt about to leave unless they had some assurance he would never tell. His word, even on truth spell, wasnt enough, though they liked that he was honest about his intentions.

Were working on a [Geas] spell. But its not common, so we have to contact other settlements and see if they have one in their records. You can go after that. Missing your Tallfolk friends?

Im sure theyll think Im dead or lost at sea. Theressomething I need to tell them.

Ekrn nodded, not unsympathetic as Luan did press-ups. Noa and a crowd of Fraerlings were watching. His energy had returned, and with it, restlessness.

The funny thing was, the Fraerlings hadnt asked much of him that had tested Luans actual abilities. Hauling water? Not exactly hard with a bag of holding.

Theyd hunted down a Stelbore, much to Luans astonishment. He hadnt even seen the fight, just been asked to help transport it in chunks with his bag of holding. Fraerlings had been covering the Stelbore, keeping it secure as he hurried it back to Paeth. There, [Mages] had erected a scent cordon where his nose had stopped working so they could process the meat in peace.

However, that wasnt hard either. Dragging some rocks over so they had a supply of stone? Helping dig? Luan was amazingly useful to Paeth not by virtue of his class, but his size. There were simply some things a giant could do that Fraerlings could not. For instancetheir best bags of holding could hold one banana at most. He walked back from a tree they were familiar with, with enough bananas for the entire year and some for himself.

So Luan was actually a bit boredphysically. His [Rower] class was also unfamiliar to Fraerlings, for all they lived close to the water. The sea, even a stream, was a much more dangerous place for them, so while they had pools and Tallguard could swim, he fascinated them by telling them sculling was a sport.

Are you sure I cant send a spell?

Luan panted as he worked out. Ekrn shook his head.

No [Message] spells, no scrying. Sorry. We dont make exceptions for Tallguard; longcalls are for Paeth only.

The problem was, apparently, those spells were all banned around Fraerling settlements. They could be intercepted or hacked, which was somewhat worrying news to Luan. Fraerlings thus had a harder time communicating and relied on messengers, ironically like his class. The Tallguard handled that.

Longcalls were interesting too. They were huge metal tubes which Fraerlings could speak into. Much like a kids toyonly, magic sent the voice flawlessly to the other end. As for how they delivered city-to-cityit wasnt by foot.

More Tallguard had arrived over the week, ostensibly just as security for the Giant in case he drew more monsters. Luan had seen them arrive; a pack of non-descript, brown or green birds had fluttered in.

No cardinals, no blue jaysno attractive colors for hunting birds. The Tallguards flying mounts were drab, ordinaryand the Fraerlings rode the birds! It was still dangerous, but this group of Feilands patrols had been summoned by Ekrn.

It was as Luan was finishing up that Ekrn barked to the Fraerling audience.

Alright, clear off! Enough staring at the Humanget to your posts or get lost! Luan, stink bomb the place for me so these idiots stop loitering.

He meant fart, which could clear every Fraerling in a dozen feet away if Luan did it. The man did not, as he was already embarrassed by the few giant-class things hed done, like blow his nose; a horrifying sight for Noa and her friends.

Sentry Leader here. Give us some privacy, would you?

Ekrn found a [Mage] and Luan sat in his house, which was a very small shack, albeit with a door and tiny air holes so that even mosquitos wouldnt find their way in. It had no cooling spells, so he usually kept out, but Ekrn wanted a word. The Sentry Leader waited until a silencing spell was cast, then hopped up onto a ledge by Luans head at sitting-height.

How can I help you, Ekrn? Need something?

The Fraerling man took his time adjusting his bandolier of crossbow bolts. He sat back, sighing, and looked at Luan.

I wanted to talk, Luan Khumalo. Man-to-man. As Tallguardand as someone whos seen more of the world than most Innersor even Noa. At this point, Im pretty sure the Architects are going to want to let you go, with some kind of privacy spell.

That was good news. Yet Luan waited. Ekrn didnt want to talk to him about that. He stared up at the ceiling.

Even if you go, though, the damage is done. That idiot, Noa, the others who keep talking to youyoure going to kill them.

How? Thats a bold claim.

The Sentry Leader glanced at Luan.

You think so? Consider this, Luan. Theyve talked to you. Youre the friendly, amazing giant that everyone loves. You can bring back an entire cluster of bananas with one hand! Amazing! Imagine what the rest of the world might be like! You know what theyre going to do, dont you?

Leave the Fraerling settlements?

Ekrn sighed.

Yep. Do you know how many books of the Titans stories are being reprinted at this moment? How many children are saying they want to join the Tallguard, and then see the world?

Iunderstand the danger. But how will I get them killed?

The small man fixed Luan with a keen stare.

Because they will die if they leave. Tallguard or not, Noa has as much chance surviving a week in a cityany city in the worldas you did on that insane journey here. I wish the Titan had never become famous, frankly, because it makes people think Fraerlings are like him. Luan, have you ever met him?

Yes.

Whreally?

Ekrn hadnt expected that. He stared as Luan nodded.

Briefly. At Daquin.

Where?

Thegames at Daquin?

What games?

The Fraerling hadnt heard about the Titans games! He shook his head when Luan gave him a brief history.

That sounds like him. We dont keep in touch with the outside worldjust all the big news whenever one of us has to visit a city or someone whos from a village that does that comes by. Thats another difference. Listen, Luan. I met Niers Astoragon once too. I grew up hearing stories about him. Do you know what he is?

Ekrn leaned forwards and hissed.

Hes insane. He joined the Tallguard, he was one of us! A damned good one too, but he left to become an adventurer. Hes likeno, he is one of your Named-rank adventurers. Have you ever met one of them? Hes like that. Most Inners cant even think about stabbing a rat to death. For them its like, like

Like fighting a bear on Earth with a sword. Or even a gun; Luan could imagine it. It might be afairer fight than the Human deserved, but what kind of a person could do that? Actually do that?

Thats what the Tallguard are, arent they?

Ekrn shrugged.

Were the people who want to fight. Who cant live in Paeth or other placesyou want for nothing. I admit it, I like fighting. I like adventure! But theres a difference between that and going out. Tallguard work together, we know our spaces. Do you know what kills Fraerling kids who see the city?

Tell me.

Ants. They go with you, some big, friendly Human, and theyll be adventurers, friends! Live with their big friends. The first day? Their big, giant friends find them dead. A rat killed them. A cat disemboweled them in their sleep. Ants attacked and they fought hundreds, thousands alone. Because the giants had them in their safe houses, the inn, and never noticed. Why would they? A cats a pet to them.

Luans skin prickled. He could just imagine it, the horror of a city. He shuddered and Ekrn nodded.

Thats why we dont live next to Tallfolk. Its why we cant.

The Tallguard are strong, Ekrn. I couldnt kill a StelboreI have friends whore a Silver-rank team who have to plan to kill even one.

The Sentry Leader accepted the compliment.

Thats true. If you were an evil Gold-rank, we could probably have gotten you even if you turned violent, Luan. We can take on monstershell, we survived the Creler Wars! TruePaeth is our new settlement, we had to abandon the old one, but we survived it. The problem is we can take on one threat. Even big threats. But any Tallfolk army in the world could destroy Paeth. Think about that.

The Human did. It just boiled down tonumbers, ironically. If the Tallguard could slay a team of Humans, the problem was, funnily enough, that the Tallfolk could come in such numbers that the Fraerlings just ran out of ammunition, even if they wiped them out individually.

So thats why youre afraid of Tallfolk finding out where you are. Have you ever tried?

Ekrn smiled.

Every Tallguard recruit asks that. I did too. I have a bookwell, youre not going to be able to read it so Ill just tell you. Yes, we tried. It never works out. Think about us living next to a tiny Human village. Heres what happens: we trade, we get a lot of stuff for cheap! Humans can give us enough food to last a lifetime for nothing, a single bottle of alcoholdead gods. And we can help too! There are things Fraerlings can make.

Like your magic.

Exactly.

Ekrn indicated his superior crossbow, which hed ragged on Paiges simple wood one for. It was sleek, metal, and Fraerlings had screws, nails, and quality steel because they could never run out of raw metal, unlike Humans.

Its all great for generations. Until one day, a Rhir-damned Human brat decides hes mad and throws a stone at a Fraerling village. Its always children. They swing a fist, and murder a Fraerling man. Orsomeone lets a puppy roam about and it sees our home and comes in to take a bite.

Luan winced.

And then?

The Human or dog loses an eye. Or we kill. Tallguard dont play games. But imagine what happens then? It gets ugly. It just takes one drunk, Luan. One careless stepand when Tallfolk and Fraerling fight, one side bleeds, and the other gets squashed.

So there it was. Ekrn had laid out the issue. Luan didnt really need telling, but he appreciated it from Ekrns perspective. He sat, hands on his knees.

I dont want to endanger Paeth, Ekrn. I could swear on truth spell again. Truly, I dont. I admire your community and I would do anything to keep it safe.

The [Sentry Leader] looked at Luan. He scratched his head, lookingwell, different. Not as hostile. NotLuan realizedas deliberately hard, thinking he had to kill this Tallfolk to preserve his city. Somehow, the giant and the man had made friends, and that was what Ekrn was wrestling with.

You know, I believe you. If Id thought otherwiseI believe youre a decent Human, Luan. Itd be easier if you werent.

Im sorry for being decent, sir. Ill do better.

Ekrn laughed, and then glowered.

Stop making me laugh! Listen, Luan. Ill make you a deal. The Architects will come up with something to make sure everythings safe. But right here, right now, you make me a promise. You never tell anyone. Not your friends, not your lover. Maybe youll slip up. Maybe the Architects trick doesnt work, but you dont ever let trouble come here. Or else.

Whats the threat?

Ekrn fixed Luan with a stare.

The threat is every Tallguard in Baleros knowing your name. Maybe Paeth vanishes. Maybe you wipe out all of Feiland. Someday, youll be walking along and a tiny little man will put a Tier 6 scroll in your pocket. Or youll be sleeping and someone comes through a crack in your window. Thats my threat. Got it?

The Human giant was tempted to say something in reply. Something about threats orhe met Ekrns gaze and just accepted it.

Understood.

Good. Threats done.

Ekrn sighed hugely, and sat back down. He groaned, massaged his neckthen looked at Luan again.

I had to tell you what the stakes are. Nowlets negotiate. Worst-case scenario, you keep silent because you know whatll happen. Best case?

We become friends?

Luan smiled. Ekrn snorted.

You sound like a child.

Im a big believer in stories where everything works out well. The giant and the little folk meeting. Or didnt you say you read the same stories?

The Sentry Leader looked ruefully away.

And here I told Noa she had a big mouth. Damn.

The two started chuckling. The air had been tense a moment ago, and Luan had believed Ekrn meant every word. He had also believed the Fraerling was a friend, by now. So they relaxed. Ekrn nodded. He fished around, and came out, with all things, some gum.

No cigar, no other vicesjust gum, natural gum the way it had been before people processed it. He actually blew a bubble as Luan watched, envious.

Alright, you got me. Threats done, we both know where we are. Tell you whatsince youll probably be our friendly giant, Im willing to share a few secrets about Paeth. Things you dont know, if you do likewise.

Do I have lots of secrets?

Ekrn ignored Luans innocent look and snorted. He chewed.

Yep. I just bet you do, and more than threats, thats the way to make sure were willing to trust you. Im not sure what it isbut youre from somewhere interesting, arent you?

Howd you figure that?

Luan sat back, heart beating faster. Ekrn glanced at him.

Because you dont blink at Paeth. Oh, you like our magic, but the galifts, longcalls? I have been around, Luan Khumalo, and no Tallfolk can just waltz into a Fraerling settlement and not be stunned. Nowhere is like this. Yet you dont even question it. Ive heard galifts exist in one other place in the world, but they dont have longcalls there. Sowhere are you from Mister, not from Terandria, not from Izril, not fromanywhere?. And whats in your bag of holding? Nice mage-images, by the way. Clock, appsvery nice device with lots of pictures.

Luan grabbed his bag of holding.

You bastard. You unlocked my phone? How? You knew this entire time

Ekrn laughed at him. Luan had no idea how hed done it! He had the password on his phonethen he realized.

You could see my fingerprints?

What? No! Do you think we bothered to taste all that grease fromthats disgusting, by the way, we washed it. It was easy. We just cast an unlocking spell.

That works?

6822?

Luan swore again. He was learning a lot today, about technology and the way it intersected with magic. Ekrn leaned forwards.

So how about it? Ill tell you some things. I bet youre wondering why we call our leadership the Architects, arent you? Information for information. Wheres China?

Luan looked at the back of his smartphone. He eyed Ekrn, then laughed.

The Fraerling had him over a barrel. But the truth wasLuan didnt mind.

Alright, youve got me. Im happy to talk.

Really? I thought I was going to have to twist it out of you.

Ekrn eyed Luan. The [Rower] took his time in replying.

Its a big secret, and some of myfriendswouldnt want me to say anything. But you know, and you have secrets of your own. Like Signim.

The Sentry Leader narrowed his eyes.

Remind me to kill Noa after this.

It wasnt her. Anyways, thats what some of my friends would say.

Like Geneva, in her own way about guns and bombs, Daly, PaigeLuan remembered the discussion about the gunpowder, and he agreed. Agreed and disagreed. He wasnt like them. He looked at Ekrn.

Secrets get out. More than that, Id rather tell you. Because trust exists both ways, yeah? You could have just asked me.

He looked at Ekrn and the little man shook his head. Ruefully. He nodded at the giant and sighed.

You are the most jolly, good-natured, fairytale giant Ive ever met.

The anime-loving athlete from another world grinned as they rose to continue their discussion outside; it was getting stuffy in his home.

I like that kind of story.

-

Ekrns negotiations with Luan went well. Noa got to be part of the second deliberation. This time, Guidance was here, as well as three more of the Architects.

The Alchimeer and Enchanter had never been out of Paeth, even a few feet out, and looked jumpy, but Guidance took it in stride. Farspeaker Humalepre adjusted his spectacles.

That you would vote to tell our Tallfolk friend everything surprises me, Sentry Leader.

If youre going to let him run about, we might as well have an ally, rather than a hostage, Architects. Besides. Like I said, I think this Tallfolk has more to offer us than most.

Luan nodded. Theyd had a discussion where Ekrn convinced the Architects to be open with him. About everything. His heart was pounding. At last, he could tell someone! And who better than the small folk of Baleros?

I guess we get to go first. Good faith and all that. Hey, Luan. Whats your guess on why the Architects have their name? Second question: what do the Fraer-folk, the Fraerlings want?

Luan eyed Ekrn as Noa grinned, dancing from foot to foot in delight. He thought hard, and she knew he was smart.

Lets seebecause theyre building a Fraerling city? I have no clue. Maybebecause Paeth isnt done? Youre planning on making it big enough to support millions. Maybe dig into the earth. As for what you wantyou want to stay safe. Thats your biggest goal.

All the Fraerlings shuddered. Ekrn replied.

Half-right. Dig into the ground? Do you know how many bugs are down there? As for the Architectsright and wrong. Who wants to tell him?

Me, me

Noa waved her arm. It was the Guidance Heish who spoke. She smiled up at Luan.

Architects are a name for Fraerlings who rule any settlement like ours. Not your Fraerling villages, but the ones who embrace magic. Our full title is Architects of the Great Project.

Luans eyes were keen, even sparkling.

Whats the Great Project?

A dream among all Fraerling settlements. Why us Tallguard stand out here and fight and die. Were not just living. Were pursuing the dream. We have setbacks. We lose a lot in big disasters, even entire settlements. But the Great Project started so long ago its the earliest thing we remember.

A way to keep all Fraerlings safe?

In part, yes. Technologies every Fraerling village can use. Things like galiftswe share it all. But its more than that. Its completing a work given to us long, long ago. If we finish itsome daythen well be safe. Safe from Tallfolk, from threats, and that day well have the power to walk among you as equals. That was what we were promised.

By whom? Dragons?

The Fraerlings laughed. Ekrn replied.

You think theyd talk to us? No. When we were young, and the world was hell around us, only one group took pity on the smallest folk in the world. They said, so the story goes, that they would give us a hand since wed replaced them.

Luans skin began to tingle again. Who? Who?

Gnomes.

-

Gnomes existed. So far back that they were stories. So far back that only Fraerlings even invoked their names. The genius, short people had taken the Fraerlings in under their wing.

They had been geniuses of another era. Magic, technologyit had all been theirs, but they had already been dying out by the time they met the Fraer-folk. Why wasnt clear and they refused to say.

However, theyd taught Fraerlings, given them the edge they needed. The Great Project, also known as the Great Promise, was a set of blueprints, hints.

Homework. It was everything from the basis of the galifts to hints on what came next. The Alchimeer, the Enchanter, and Paeth had Fraerlings who devoted their lives to uncovering clues, progressing technology.

Luan sat back and thought of it all. Dead gods.

This is amazing.

Now you know. Its one reason why weve kept so much magic that Tallfolk keep forgetting and relearning. There are multiple parts of the Great Project; tricks to keep places safe. Like I said, some of our people just live in villagesPaeth still works on it. Now, its your turn. Whats Luans big secret?

The Fraerlings waited, a bit smug at the Humans reactions. They felt they were on equal ground, perhaps that their secret was even a bit bigger than whatever their friendly giant was hiding.

Oh, but they were wrong. Luan looked at Ekrn, Noa, and the Architects.

Me? I come from another world. Another world, without magic, where there are only Humans and other species, magic, its all a story. Were here now. A bunch of lost people trying to get home. Nothing big.

He watched five tiny jaws drop with some satisfaction.

-

How would you describe Earth to someone else? Luan had the satisfaction of watching Noa running around, arms waving. Ekrn cut through the babble of questions and pointed a finger up at Luan.

I half believe youre joking, Luan. Half. Explain it to me. How? What? And would you stop screaming, Noa? Youre Tallguard, not some Inner! Act like it!

The other three Inners shot him a glare, but Luan was grinning.

Let me think. The best way for you to imagine it isyou know Paeth? Your galifts, your longcalls, even your schools?

The Fraerlings nodded. Luan spread his arms.

Thats what we have. We invented galifts too, only, we call them elevators and they run on electricity, with pulleys, not gas. We have longcallstelephones. We can even fly, although we use machines. Everything you made with magic, we made with steel and gears and lightning. We have no magic. And the entire world has that level of technology. All Humans. No monstersonly animals, and not big ones. No other people. No magic.

The reaction Luan got was everything you could have wanted, because it was all spectrums of possible reaction. Alchimeer Straesta ran to a longcall tube back into Paeth to tell the other Architects to get down here.

Noa believed at once and began asking a hundred thousand questions, what happened to the other species?, how many Humans were there?, the entire world? All of it? Is it like ours?, and so on.

Guidance was instantly the opposite, more skeptical, asking if Luan could prove this. Ekrn wanted to know if more Humans were going to appear, if another world was going to begin bothering this one.

Enchanter Ilekrome tried to talk five times, realized he was being drowned out by the hubbub, and snapped his finger. Everyone kept talkingbut suddenly even Luans voice was gone. They all looked at him and the [Enchanter] spoke.

As I was saying, I believe the Human Luan has proof.

He gestured and Luan nodded.

Ekrn already found it. Here.

He placed his smartphone down in front of the Fraerlings. The rest was history.

-

Proof of Earth was simpleall you had to do was bring something that was clearly, undeniably made of Earth.

There was no magic in the smartphone. Yet it glowed. It wasnt a lichen or something you could just make; the material was too advanced, too unique. It was a product of machinery, industry.

The Fraerlings recognized it at once. Now, Luan felt like the stuff of stories again because over three hundred were gathered around the smartphone. He watched, apprehensively, as they took it apart.

Oh, theyd marveled at the screen, the apps, but Ekrn had already seen it and what fascinated the Fraerling was different than other species. Other species saw the smartphone and investigated what it could do; Fraerlings wanted to know how it was made.

Can we take it apart?

The Alchimeer had asked Luan. The man had given them a quick lecture on the fragility of electronics, the problems with putting it togetherbut the Fraerlings were insistent. They were also convincing, and Luan wouldnt have let a Lizardfolk do what they were doing next.

Steadysteadykeep everyone back! Tallguard, double-postings! Nothing gets in here; were sitting bugs on a log if a hawk dives! I want eyes!

Ekrn was exhorting the Fraerlings as they worked. Luan watched as first, a very odd, metallic sheet was laid on the ground. Then huge panes of glassthey were making a containment area! An observation spot while a group of six worked within!

Im told this can be [Repaired]? Then we have a contingency.

Enchanter Ilekrome looked at Luan as one of his subordinates worked. The United Nations company had discovered they could charge devices with the spell, and that it did save valuable electronics from cracks and minor breaks. Luan nodded.

Not that well be doing any of that. Enchanter, whats the call? [Room of Weightlessness]?

No. Not null gravity; the pieces cannot be moved. [Room of Stasis].

Understood. Linking up!

This was a lesson for the Human as well as the Fraerlings. The smartphone was their size, but before they even opened it theyd created a room devoid of outside interference. Even, he realized, air. The [Enchanter] was touching each Fraerling who entered, muttering. The iPhone, carried between two, froze as the spell activated.

Not hovered, but froze. Literally froze midair, trapped as it had been. As the Enchanter had said, it wasnt a gravity spell, but something else.

Then they took his smartphone apart and any ideas of Earth superiority in technology were put to the challenge. Because it took the Alchimeer, two [Engineers], the Enchanter and their respective subordinates less than two minutes to figure out how the smartphone was opened.

I can see the joining seams hereaha! Screws. Looks like theyre a bit bigI need a custom-sized screwdriver, here! Damn, interesting cutsis it to keep us out? We might need to adjust what we have.

The tiny screws in the iPhone, the little ports, everything was a lot bigger for Fraerlings. In moments, one of the [Engineers] had found the two he needed to remove. He waved for some others crowding to see, but the Enchanters [Mage]-Fraerling just snorted.

You can do a mold of that later. Let me.

He eyed the opening, and conjured a magical cylinder, with teeth to match the slot! It rotated both screws out in moments and the Fraerlings checked the casing for any other cunning locks.

Luan had never actually seen an iPhone being opened, and so was little help. The Fraerlings looked at each other.

Looks like its just stuck on there. Well have to pull it apart. Now thats a dubious decision; they could have sealed it with more than two screws. Tallfolk. Youre going to trust important contents behind the same principle as a cork in a jar? Tsk, tsk. Alright, on three. One, two

The iPhone came apart and the Fraerlings gasped. If they had needed proofhere it was.

The microchips, battery, and component parts of the iPhone hovered in the air. The Fraerling team looked at it all, keeping well clear of touching any of the internal workings. They just spoke, amid the outside babble. The Alchimeer cleared his throat, turning to the others and Luan.

Humanno. Wait. I want some unbiased observations first. Speculation.

Well, its certainly all components. Amazing.

One of the Enchanters paced around the iPhone, staring inside. He eyed the battery, but the [Mage] was focused on the actual computer-electronics themselves. He squatted lower, frowning. One of the [Engineers] grinned.

Hm. Hah. Thats hilarious. This is micro-work, even for us. Can you imagine the technology a Tallfolk would need to make this? But we can still see ways to improve it. That Tallfolk could cut and lay lines of metalwhat is the purpose?

The [Mage] scratched at her chin.

Runework, obviously. Only for electricity? Yes. Of course! This is how you transfer whats needed. Like a magical spellbut so neat! But whats the composition of this stuff?

She pointed at the case, and the plastic itself. One of the [Alchemists] grunted.

Lets get a piece and try to break it down into componentsunless the entire casing needs to be maintained for perfect working?

They pointed at the plastic frame. Luan shook his head.

You couldtake a corner of that part, there? But the computer chip cant be damaged.

He indicated the harmless casing. Alchimeer Straesta huffed.

Obviously! I can see its a complete thing. Its so funny, though.

She indicated the iPhone.

All of the inner workings are only half of the device itself! The other halfs your power source, the battery, and so on. You could make this half as large, easily!

But I wouldnt be able to hold it in my hand.

The Fraerlings looked up at Luan.

Oh, right. Tallfolk need bigger things. I bet you if we knew how, we could make something just as tinydamn. If we cant reverse it in a cauldron, lets do analysis spells. Unless thatll damage the thing?

Shouldnt do. Its all non-magic. Alright, stop crowding! I need one [Mage] for analysis spells on component material. Oneone of you idiots!gets a part of the casing. Take it up and render it down. Now, whats this glass? Seemstreatedcan we activate this and see if we can trace how its working, or is that dangerous?

It was the Guidance who turned and called out.

Find me all our [Librarians], [Historians], and experts. Go over the blueprints and see if you can find a match with any of this! Thismight move us forward centuries!

The Fraerling hubbub intensified. This, Luan realized, was more valuable than Earths tech alone. The Fraerlings of all people wanted to use this to uncover more Gnomish secrets. He couldnt wipe a smile off his face. They were properly impressed by Earths technology.

Oh, wipe that smile off your face. You didnt make it.

Ekrn glanced up at Luan, but he couldnt hide the satisfied smirk on his face either.

-

After that, everything changed. If Luan had been the friendly giant, but one with an uncertain fate, well, after that he was a proper guest. A friend.

Of course, accidents occurred. And it was due to the Fraerlings vigilance that it didnt get bad. They actually determined they could take small chunks of everything with careful, careful [Repair] spells, and had even begun determining the various component parts of what each material was made ofif not how to create it.

It all went well right up until they investigated the battery. It turned out batteries did explode. Fortunately, the Fraerling whod made the incision survived the first flare of fire.

[Forcewall]! [Lesser Teleport]! [Repair], now! Everyone back!

The battery was saved, much to Luans relief. The [Engineer] was teleported out so fast that the flare of acid or whatever was reacting didnt touch them, and the hole was plugged and it was sealed back up in moments.

Not a bad energy source! A shame we cant convert thewell, maybe we can. [Aeromancer], can you detect the latent charge of this battery-thing at what Luan calls 100%? Then, convert it into a magical figure. Lets see how it stacks up compared to your average Sages Grass plant. Four-months of growth versus one phone battery.

A bunch of Fraerlings bustled around and showed the Alchimeer a figure. He took one look.

Double-check that. That cant be right.

Already done. Unless were off

The Human watched as another [Mage] specializing in lightning magic put hands on the battery, frowning.

Something wrong?

Maybe its how this thing converts to electricity. Human Luan, were getting, well, our math isnt off, but this is below 1% of a Sages Grass plants energy, converting electricity to magical force. Here.

He had to draw the numbers bigger, but Luan could see that there were a lot of numbers after the decimal.

Magic might just be more powerful than Earth technology, Alchimeer. Phone batteries have to be recharged each day and we dont have healing potions.

Makes sense. The amount of energy to knit muscleso we have an edge on energy. I guess there go hopes of replacing Paeths entire mana supply on your solar or geothermal stuff. Wait, am I an idiot? If your entire phone runs on this much power, we could power all of Paeth at a fraction of the cost if we can convert mana to your energy! Now. How do you make air conditioning?

Luan had no idea. Which disappointed the Fraerling [Engineers] no end, but he attracted their attention back again.

Paige studied this kind of thing. If anyone could tell you more, its her. We also have other devices.

That, of course, led to the Architects meeting.

More Humans? This is exactly the problem. I have to overrule this. Maybe more devices, but more Humans goes into matters of security, Architects.

Even if it advances the Great Project a thousand years? Gnomes guide us, Sentry Leaderand I think they arethis is more than just Paeth! Farspeaker, you intend to contact every other settlement within hailing distance, dont you?

Ekrn hesitated. The Farspeaker was nodding to Citivican Loust.

We have to share this. Human Luan is an acceptable risk given what were reaping. Frankly, I can already see the possibilities.

Turning into a Fraerling settlement with ties to the Tallfolk isnt a light decision, Architects.

Guidance Heish nodded. She looked around.

We cant be quick. Sentry Leader, what would you propose?

Ekrn frowned.

I trust Luan, but at this point, I want the Skywatcher and all the Tallguard back from their Gathering Run before any other Tallfolk even hear of this spot. Yes, we can trust Luan. I advise we give him all due help.

How are we doing with that, Alchimeer?

The Fraerling was distracted, clearly wanting to go back to analyzing the dearth of information. He chewed at one lip.

Oh, fine, fine. I tasked some [Engineers] and Enchanter Ilekromes people with Luans project; they dont need me. My vote is for him to get back to Talenqual. Maybe not bring the Tallfolk back, but I see no reason to hold him up.

The Architects were agreed on that. Luan was to be trusted. More technology was wantedif not more Tallfolk. It only remained for the Tallguard to make their choice, and Ekrn wasnt as certain theyd share the same sentiments.

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The problem is, the Tallguard of Feiland are a force unto themselves, Luan. Feiland is a fort where we train, but we dont defend it. Paeth is one of the big settlementsone of twothat Feiland guards, and we have a wide net. The Skywatcher is doing a Gathering Run, but theyll want to talk to you when they return.

Theyve been gone for at least a week. Is that normal?

Ekrn shrugged.

Sure. Theyre visiting all the collection spots. Food, alchemical ingredients, you name it. And visiting every small settlement including Oierdressql. Thats the other big city. Theyll bring back news, resources, to Paeth. Not long now, I think; I sent word to them. They might decide to send more word to other Fraerling settlements. Orthe Titan himself.

Luan stooped and looked up.

The Titan? You can talk to him?

Ekrn paused before nodding.

Thats a secret, but Feiland and all these Fraerling villages are under the protection of the Forgotten Wing Company. Only the Titan knows exactly where some of us areand maybe not even him, but we can prevail on him for help. Its part of the deal. Theres only one Tallfolk who knows about Paeth and thats Three-Color Stalker. Know her?

Foliana of the Forgotten Wing Company? So thats how you met him.

Ekrn grunted. Luan stared at the Sentry Leader.

Youre not a fan of his.

I told you. Its not about liking or not liking him. Hes just crazy. We might tell them about youbut probably not. Youre not an issue, like someone sniffing around. We give the Titan what he wants, and he gives us what we want. A bit of protection now and then, monster-clearing for some places, and access to some of the rare stuff its hard to get, like sulfur. Paeth doesnt interact with him much at all, but we do send him some Signim.

Ah. Thats why he does all that. No wonder he wants your help. He cant produce it himself?

Ekrn laughed.

Unless his [Alchemists] are as good as ours? No. And it costs far too much as it is, so even he gets only a bit. Enough. The Titans a busybodyif he gets wind of you, hell march over with his entire army and you dont want that. Youre our secret. As soon as the Skywatcher gets back, you can go. We should be done by then.

Now that they were working together, Paeth had devoted its considerable resourceshowever small in scaleto helping Luan. The man began to understand some of the legends about Fraerlings as well.

They said that Fraerlings could make boots, like brownies or faeries in Earth stories. That they had pots of goldwell, those were the legends Tallfolk told. Luan had been told by Ekrn at the start that Paeth had no gold, but Luan realized that wasnt true.

They had gold. They had value beyond belief! That any Tallfolk might want. He bent down to talk to the [Engineer] in charge of working with him, a woman named Vuiel.

Do you think youll be done in the next few days?

With a team of two hundred? Sure! If you were a regular client, wed be on this job for months, but the Architects have the best teams on this joball those not figuring out the new secrets!

She beamed up at him, happy as could be. She waved her arms as she indicated the blueprint and Fraerlings hauling tools around behind her.

No vurel needed! No allotment to worry about! We can dump as much magic into this as we want and not have to worry about containmentwell, not more than the basics. Its not staying at Paeth, so the tree branches are the limit! Its a dream come true!

Luan grinned as she pointed to the project in progress: a scull, being built by the Fraerlings from the ground up. An enchanted scull. Not a converted Lizardfolk canoe, or kayak, but a sleek, modern design that would be faster than even his old vehicle.

Fraerling-enchanted. From the paddle to a custom-sewn spray skirt, even clothing! They were sparing no expense, magical or otherwise.

Are you sure you can make it properly, Engineer? Fraerlings dont paddle.

Row.

Luan frowned at Ekrn. Vuiel scoffed at Ekrn.

You think were idiots, Tallguard? All our prototypes work! There

They had indoor pools, and a Fraerling was indeed sculling about in the outdoor testing area with a miniature design at this very moment. Ekrn shrugged.

Alright, Luans the one who has to live with it exploding in the water or something.

Luan doubted that would happen. The Fraerlings were working on it with their best, and so far the only arguments had been how to make it as lightweight and strong as possible; they didnt have plastic, but they had been prototyping with everything from enchanted cloth to metal. Predictably, wood seemed like the best option, and now they were testing enchantments.

Engineer! Anti-gravity spells are a no-go. Lightweight, but not reverse thrust!

One of the testers called out as the Fraerling trying to scull across some simulated waves went over oneand then flipped as the enchantment overcorrected. A few Fraerlings dove in to rescue the tester.

Damn. Also, a shame we cant bind a few [Fireball] spells into it, but its no good for a Tallfolk.

The [Engineer] sighed as she made a note on the blueprints. She looked up at Luan.

Sorry, Human Luan, but we cant arm you for that. Well focus on protection and speed. Maybe even stealth.

Thats more than enough. And I am going to have some self-defense, right, Ekrn?

The Sentry Leader grinned.

Thats right. We cant make enchanted bolts, but I think theyve nearly fixed your worthless crossbow.

Rather, the Fraerling [Blacksmiths] and group devoted to that project hadnt even touched Luans old crossbow, just built a new one from scratch. The new crossbow would be hand-held, smaller, but three times stronger. Luan wondered if he could ask for one for Daly. It might be a present on the way back. He walked over to field-test it. Ekrn was grinning as Luan lifted the plain, wood-tipped bolt and aimed the crossbow at a target theyd set up for testing firepower.

The crossbow bolt went through the armored plateand part of the tree behind, although it couldnt survive the impact and it was actually shrapnel that did as much damage. Ekrn grinned and Noa danced in delightright up until they heard the cry of pain.

Luan had broken his hand with the crossbows recoil.

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It wasnt a bad break; just a fracture, but the [Engineer] team got chewed out, and Luans hand ended up in a brace while [Healers] fussed around it, even numbing his skin to make an incision and apply a gel directly to the bone itself so it knitted.

It took two days for a full-recovery, which was the result of them being able to get at Luans bonesand call for a [Necromancer] to check for the exact fracture points and help knit it up. Luan bore no grudge.

He was interested to note that cutting into his hand and applying the gel was the limit of their surgical expertise. The Gnomes had, apparently, not focused on that aspect of medicine as much as their other areas, so Geneva Scala had a considerable march on the [Healers], who asked for a copy of her basic doctors manual.

Lets see. I need to bring back samples of every electronic, other smartphones, Genevas manual, eighteen different ingredients from an [Alchemist] shop, a block of silver, actual gold

Dont forget the scrying orbs! We want to see this news!

Were not doing that. Well find a way to do it ourselves, Luan. If there is a worldwide network, wed watch only if we could make sure they cant see us. Which I doubt.

Ekrn growled. Noa gave him a hurt look and Luan crossed it off his list.

And as many fruits as I can grab.

Can you get us some er, goods from abroad too? Not strictly necessary, but we used to have some Firebreath Whiskey. An entire keg would last us a generation. Wed share it with other cities.

Luan grinned. Ekrn sighed. Paeth had a wish list so long for such a small place. He turned to the Architects.

Theres no way that Luan can cover all this on his City Runners salary.

Luan eyed the scull, which hed have to carry to the sea. No bag of holding would ever fit it, as enchanted as it was.

I consider it less than what youve given me, truly. And Im happy to do it. It might take a whilebut Ill come back.

Boss. Boss, cant I go with him?

Noa pleaded. Ekrn snapped.

Absolutely not. No offense to Luan, but Im not sending anyone to get eaten by a dragonfly or get sat on. Remember, were a secret.

Noa looked disappointed and Ekrn glared at herthen Luan. The man raised his hands. Hed been asked, privately, by Noa and no less than a dozen other Fraerlings if he wanted a companion, and hed refused, mindful of Ekrns stories.

Ill be back as soon as I can. Within the week! I just need to tell everyone Im alive.

And run about. Luan did feel a bit cramped, as he had to stay in the safe zone around Paeth. In short though, he was all set to go. He had foodsome of the Stelbore, salted and dried, and some other provisions, although Luan hadnt taken much, mindful of Paeths supplies.

Well watch for you at the inlet. Just return there and youll meet with our team.

Ekrn went over how theyd make contact again; Luan wouldnt have a map right back to Paeth, and frankly, he didnt know if hed be able to make the jungle-trip even if he wasnt running for his life. It was hidden in the maze of green.

Well have to have a farewell. Inside, of course.

Citivican Loust glanced back at the tree, shuddering as he indicated the outside world. Luan smiled, nodding. One last eye-trip. The Human was heading to his house to lie down.

He wondered how hed tell his friends about this without giving the secret away. Would he tell the leadership, Ken, Daly, Geneva, and the others? MaybeGeneva. Shed want to know about their alchemy, at least. Come to thatwait a second.

I need to ask for that recipe for her anesthesia!

Luan would ask when he was small. The [Necromancer] bustled in.

Alright, Luan. Were brewing up another batch of that soporific again. Just a moment

He glanced at the door. Luan had heard it too. In the distance, someone had blown a warning siren. It sounded like a birdcall, but he was familiar with the Tallguard enough to know that it was an owl by day, a bird by night, so they didnt get mixed up.

Trouble?

Luan sat back up, reaching for the modified crossbow. The [Necromancer] hesitated.

Let me check. Stay there.

Luan hesitated as the man ran out. He loaded the crossbow, just in case. He didnt want to get in the way of the Tallguard; if they were swinging around and fighting, he might hit one.

Another owls shriek soundedthen stopped halfway. Luan waited.

Ekrn! Noa?

He called out, going to the door, but someone met himhe stopped as Noa slipped in, nearly striking her with the door.

Luan! Stay there!

What is it, trouble?

She didnt reply.

I have to go! The boss needs all of usjustjust stay there.

A worried note was in her voice. Luan hesitated. However, Noa was gone in another moment. He listened, but no one blew the alarm again. He did hearshouting. Luan listened, wavering between going out and not. He peeked out the door and then saw it.

All the Fraerlings outside of Paeth had returned, the Architects and Inners hurried into the city out of danger. Only Tallguard remained, taking up their usual posts around the clearing, ready for combat.

Butsomething was off. Rather than stick to their posts, Luan saw hundreds of Tallguard running. All those not keeping watch were heading one way. He cracked the door open further and saw.

Tallguard of Feiland! Deploy! Move, move! I want [Bird Riders] in the sky! Keep us clear! Kill everything that moves! Signim free! Go!

That was Ekrn, and the Human had never heard the note ofpanicin his voice before. Luan was just about to thrust the door open and demand to help. That was when he saw it.

In the distance, stumbling past the higher tripwires, traps against other animals, Fraerlings were entering the clearing. Fraerlingsbut not Tallguard. They ran forwards, meeting the Tallguard, pointing back.

Hundreds of them. Nothousands. At first, Luan thought it was a war, but if it had been, Tallguard would have been swinging through the air. These ones were just on the ground.

And they werent Tallguard. Some carried weapons, wore armor, but he saw impromptu spears rather than enchanted blades. They wereragged. He realized in a sudden jolt of adrenaline these werent warriors at all.

Get them inside!

Ekrn ran past his field of view, Noa following. The Fraerlings were crying out, and he heard voices.

all gone! They came at dawn

Wheres the Skywatcher?

The door opened further as Luan looked out. One of the Fraerlings wore the same garb as the Guidance of Paeth. He was pointing, shouting.

They all stayed! They were dying, even with their Signimwe lost the last a week ago.

A week? When was this? How many? Monsters?

No, it was

The Guidance looked past Ekrn, dazed, as a stream of countless Fraerlings emerged from the forest. Weary, bloody, woundedclutching their possessions. Noa, horrified, saw tens of thousands, maybe over a hundred thousandbut so few.

This was the Guidance of Oierdressql, and that city was larger than Paeth! If not as oldthey had all fled. They were wounded, and the Tallguard were securing their retreat. The Guidance was babbling at Ekrn, but then he froze. He pointed.

There! Human!

The Fraerlings moving towards Paeth froze. Their stream stoppedthen they began to stampede backwards, screaming. The Guidance pointed at Luan, peeking out of his house.

It wasnt a good moment. Luans head had been just peeking out, like some giant of nightmares. But that wouldnt have terrified Fraerlings normallyEkrn swore.

Thats

The Guidance seized him, shaking him.

Did you do this? Traitor! Was it Paeth? I cant believe it!

Do what? Do

And then they realized. The Guidance pointed at Luan.

They did this. It was an army of them. Tallfolk. Theyre coming.

The Giant of Paeth looked at the terrified Fraerlings amid the chaos. He looked as Ekrn and Noa turned back to him, in a horror reflected on their faces. There would be no celebration, not now.

The Tallfolk had destroyed a Fraerling village. They were hunting the small. Why? For what reason? Luan didnt know. He couldnt know. After all, he was cut off from the world. In the chaos, as Ekrn established that there was no way Luan could have treacherously revealed the location of a Fraerling village, not under watch, the truth came out. The news so delayed, that changed it all.

The Titan of Baleros was missing. The Forgotten Wing Company was under attack.

Authors Note: Im tired. I often am, but Im trying to fix a bad sleep schedule and busyso its shorter chapters. As in, sub 20k, if you can believe that.

I hope you still liked it! This is the side story chapterin a sense, half the story unfolding at the moment. The other half is the United Nations company perspective, Folianaswell, its one big story. Ill probably tell it soon, but there are other places! Oh, so many plotlines, but thats good and bad.

Hope you enjoy. Ill get more rest and be back strong next chapter! Thanks for reading! By the way, the edited chapter is coming up, with Diana Gill soonIll let you know when its happening. Expect big things. Or small things, which are just as good. Thanks for reading!

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