
"Oh, yes. My people is honorable. Arrogant, yes, pedantic, perhaps. But at least we know what the honor is."
-- Hook-Mook the Awai bard
Honor. A single word, but with such a great meaning behind it. To the hawk-like race of the Awai, it is the most important thing they know. This fairly long story tells about the Awai and their honor. Zook Thirai-Thoot, a young court wizard for his Clan, still struggling to fill the shoes of his great predecessor, gets dragged into the violent whirwind of schemes of the Clan Queens. Honor is all, but what limits does its bonds have?
Author's notes
Creatures and oddities, the creation of characters. Here I attempt to put down some thoughts, musings and comments I have about this story, as well as the sources of inspiration I used when I created the tale. Plus a little of rambling and rant.
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