Return to Narrow Valley

Narrow Valley, the city that had served as our capitol when I left, had sprawled. There was no other word for it; outside the walls, unplanned wooden construction had expanded like an insect nest.

"Do you see any wells?" I asked Kismet.

"What the dirty unwashed peasants!" Kismet exclaimed.

And I took note of the number of tree stumps, but remained silent about it. Wasteful assholes. Maybe if we beheaded a peasant on each stump, we could take care of the population problem.

I kept silent on that, too, recognizing that two days of travel carrying Kismet's luggage wasn't doing me any favors.

[System Error: Cannot find Serenity score.]

So it wasn't just my physical health that wasn't working. Great. At least no System reset so far had taken more than two days. None that I knew of, the thought came to me.