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On Friday I'll participate in two panels, "Humor in Fiction" at 6:00 pm and "Always the Bad Guy" (moderating) at 9:00 pm.
On Saturday I'm moderating the "Genre VS Setting" panel at 1:00 pm, then possibly participating in one of those terrifying Slush Pile readings at 9:00 pm.
On Sunday at 11:00 am I'll read a bit from this October's Pathfinder Tales release, Queen of Thorns.
All of this will be my dress rehearsal for a much more demanding schedule at the following weekend's Gen Con Game Fair. Will I see some of you in Calgary?
Give its to us, Precious!
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The Midsummer Masquerade
Varian
The slap lifted Radovan off his feet and knocked the mask from his face. He crashed through a table, scattering morsels of candied fruit across the dance floor. The music stopped, and every elf in the plaza turned to watch.
Arnisant growled. I touched the wolfhound’s
shoulder and felt his muscles tense. He wanted the sign to defend Radovan. I showed him my palm. Stay.