You've been playing gods-and-witches again, that's clear.

Bandara was not an easy place to return to: it could hide from the common worlds whose periphery it inhabited. But Bandara never had, in all its years, completely disappeared.

These Stepsons tread where mortals don't belong, some of us think. They seek out battle high above their station. Who knows what powers may yet take them and their mystic allies to task, bring them their comeuppance?

One man, one horse, one holocaust on demand.

This is for you. A mage named Randal told me to give it to the Band if you ever came back. 'It surmounts evil,' he told me, 'keeps doom at bay.'

Gods and politics are the tools with which the godless and unprincipled manipulate the gullible.

‎Niko and his women will be the death of all the Stepsons yet.