Soon music started and a stripper took the stage, I was wondering what this would lead to if she showed up, and did I get the right address. By the se...ond song, she and her black master entered the club and went to a table just off the stage, ordered drinks and seemed like all was normal. My waitress showed me a menu of the afternoons festivities, asking if this was my first time here? I replied it was. She told me that in a half hour an amateur contest would be held. Then a rotation of dancers. Norack had returned to his home in the warmer south lands to escape the winter, Moz and Deepsport but in no particular order. Moz swung around to current events including the arrival of two ships of settlers from the Old Lands. Norack new that most of these settlers would head out on the Governors Way to the western outpost of Waypoint to take up farm holdings around the citadel located at the end of the road.This was the reason Norack had returned to sign on as a guide/guard for the wagon. It didn’t look good for Brittany and me. Even if it was just a case of Brittany getting back on friendly terms with her ex, the dishonesty hurt, and the burgeoning trust between us was aborted in a minute. It didn’t matter to me that, for the most part, Brit’s lies were those of omission, rather than of commission. There was no room for them. Now, don’t think that I’m some sort of cold fish, cooly taking all of this in, indifferent and callous. One of the things that has always helped me in. "Just when did you have time to build this?" Sam asked shocked at the readings she was getting from it."You and Nissie both know I can't always sleep at night, so I worked on it every night for a week." Mark replied a little proud of his work, "Here," tossing an almost exact copy of Sam's comp to Nissie, "I know that even god couldn't keep you away."Nissie, even with her limited tech knowledge could see that this was by far more advanced than anything he'd ever done before. A smile briefly.