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Arya

           LommyandTarberstrippednakedandwentwading,andLommyscoopeduphandfulsofslimymudandthrewthematHotPie,shouting,"MudPie!MudPie!"Inthebackoftheirwagon,RorgecursedandthreatenedandtoldthemtounchainhimwhileYorenwasgone,butnoonepaidhimanymind.Kurzcaughtafishwithhisbarehands.Aryasawhowhedidit,standingoverashallowpool,calmasstillwater,hishanddartingoutquickasasnakewhenthefishswamnear.Itdidn’tlookashardascatchingcats.Fishdidn’thaveclaws.

           Itwasmiddaywhentheothersreturned.Wothreportedawoodenbridgehalfamiledownstream,butsomeonehadburneditup.Yorenpeeledasourleafoffthebale."Mightbewecouldswimthehorsesover,maybethedonkeys,butthere’snowaywe’llgetthosewagonsacross.Andthere’ssmoketothenorthandwest,morefires,couldbethissideo’theriver’stheplacewewanttobe."Hepickedupalongstickanddrewacircleinthemud,alinetrailingdownfromit."That’sGodsEye,withtheriverflowingsouth.We’rehere."Hepokedaholebesidethelineoftheriver,underthecircle."Wecan’tgoroundwestofthelake,likeIthought.Easttakesusbacktothekingsroad."Hemovedthestickuptowherethelineandcirclemet."NearasIrecall,there’satownhere.Theholdfast’sstone,andthere’salordlinggothisseattheretoo,justatowerhouse,buthe’llhaveaguard,mightbeaknightortwo.Wefollowtherivernorth,shouldbetherebeforedark.

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