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The Curse of Valassa
The Curse of Valassa
The Curse of Valassa
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In a world full of gods and magic, a town stands ruined. Cursed by plagues that foul the water and fields, and reduce the townsfolk to rancid ghouls craving human flesh.

The town's only hope? Two farmers-turned-soldiers. Decker and Holst, back from five years' fighting for their baron. Together with a noble priest, they need to break the curse -- without killing the townsfolk.

But first, they must overcome the plague master and his magic.

The Curse of Valassa, a fantasy short story full of magic, gods, adventure, and a desperate battle to save those who cannot save themselves. From Stefon Mears, author of With a Broken Sword and Twice Against the Dragon.

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Release dateFeb 14, 2017
ISBN9781386016649
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    The Curse of Valassa

    Stefon Mears

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    He could have let us keep our horses, said Holst, a long, shaggy lynx of a man. He and his friend had hiked some twenty miles that day and were not yet home. Five years we fought for him."

    Be glad the Baron let you keep your sword and shield, said Decker. If Holst was a lynx, Decker was a raccoon: shorter, stockier, but quick and clever. I expected him to take back everything but our small pants. Makes me glad I stole a few bowstrings. They might be good for fishing.

    Sword, Holst scoffed. He looked from the deep wagon furrows of the worn road to the wild meadows that surrounded the two ex-soldiers. At least I could train a horse to pull a plow.

    Decker shook his head. He looked past the meadows to the forest’s edge. He and his friend had lived their whole lives west of those woods. Even the war against Volsapta had taken them south. What might he find in those woods? What lay beyond them?

    Finally, said Holst, jarring Decker from his reverie. The tall man pointed past the road’s curve and into the late afternoon sun at a pile of stones that stood higher than a man.

    Undol’s Cairn. Decker smiled. We might reach Bierk’s before dark.

    Bolstered by the familiar sight, the two pushed their tired legs through the afternoon and past sunset. The rising full moon saw them reach the two-story wood-and-stone building, with its sign that bore the crossed turkey legs of Bierk’s Inn. Inside, a raucous array of soldiers returning from the war drew the local farmers and merchants into laughter and song. Decker and Holst wedged themselves into seats at

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