NaNoWriMo 2016 Surprise Clip!

Here is a tiny excerpt from what I've been writing. And I mean really tiny.

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    Anna paused in the road and looked towards where the group of them had gone. When she was certain the dust from their horses hooves had settled she trotted to catch up to Karth.

    “What language were they speaking, Karth?”

    “Darklandish, I imagine.” He grumbled.

    “I understood them.” She admitted.

    Karth glanced down at her. “Figures.”

    Anna cocked her head at him, Willam style.

    Karth groaned. “Well, ye've got the damned symbol of their God burned inna yer skin, lass, it don't surprise me none.”

    Anna's eyes widened. “Which God, Karth?”

    Karth looked down at her, and said softly, as if the God might hear and turn to look. “Demaius, Lass. Ye've got the Divided son on yer back.”

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...Anyone I know get the reference? Hehehe. 

I am finally writing about that world, in a context that tells a story, other then just speaking and rolling dice. Wish me luck!