The day I landed, I got my grid co-ordinates from the Land Office, packed up my Roller, and headed out that very day. Took two weeks to reach my plot.
The local tribe had carved their village into one of those immense limestone rocks. I went to visit after a few days, paid respects to the Elder. He put a furry claw on my forehead and said he read kindness and generosity. The assembled natives whooped and clapped their furry stomachs.
I guess as the new Landlord I have to live up to the implied promise he made for me.
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