Settled long before the rise of faster-than-light technologies and left isolated for hundreds of years, its population have degenerated into the barbarism of a medieval culture. Temsevar is an insignificant Periphery world on the very fringes of galactic civilisation. “Well, if he lives, perhaps we shall find out what kind of fighter he is, this man from the stars.” This and this - they were made by blades,” Zarul said, pointing at the scars. The castellans would be scrambling over each other to purchase something so rare and exotic as a genuine offworlder. The thought struck him that this man would fetch a fortune in the Alfor slave pens. His flesh carried several old scars and his muscles were clean and compact beneath the skin. But this one was strong and his body was built like any ordinary man. From all he had heard they were feeble, using machines they had invented to do the work of their muscles. For some reason he had assumed that offworlders would be frail, with weak, puny bodies. One man's fight against fate shapes the destiny of an entire world.Ĭaer's breath hissed between his teeth.
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