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BRYONY WARREN
The Thief of Pertis
Copyright © 2019 by Bryony Warren
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This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters
and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s
imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or
dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.
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Contents
Prologue | The Bygone City 1
Chapter I | Home 3
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Prologue | The Bygone City
Once known as the heart and pride of the country of Pertis:
Roye claimed to be the city of all cities. It’s sprawling cobbled
streets were lined with towering brick townhouses, its
marketplaces littered the shopping district with different stalls
selling exotic items, and strangers came from far and wide
to explore its history and culture. It was widely known as, a
marvel. It stretched for miles across the land; from the ports in
the north to the vegetable fields in the south, an expansive place
wherein all could come, and all were welcome. Elves would
come from far countries in the west, bringing their silver and
crafted armours, which were widely agreed on to be the finest
in the whole world; their beauty was recognisable and adored.
Orcs would rumble from the volcanic territories in the east and
bring their game, foreign delicacies which everyone could dine
on for fair price, they often would be seen with tankards and
roaring laughter in the local taverns and guild-shops.
It was a peaceful time, in which all races lived together in
a balance, the Gates were open to all, but only if they had
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enough coin for the passage. Where these Gates came from
was unknown; historians thought it was mages from Long Ago
who created them and infused them with a magic that lasted for
eternity, but one day they and the mages vanished, and the Gates
became lost; only echoes and stories that were told to children
at night and fantasies written in books remained. No one could
confirm if they were fact or fiction. Orcs and Elves were things
of fairy tales, and Roye slowly fell into ruin; the vegetable fields
encroached by a slum, the townhouses crumbling away and a
clear distinction between the rich and the poor. The flourishing
city was no longer the heart of Pertis, but instead the shame of
the country.
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