The breeze carried the scent of fresh cinnamon fry bread through the air. The seller had positioned himself at just the right place: The nutty-sweet aroma would waft from one end of the town to the other. You could follow it right up to his shop, where a long line waited for one of his oversized treats. Konrad and Nell found another vendor, less known for his bread and with a menu that featured layered nut bars and long twisted sticks with chocolate swirled in a spiral on the outside. Some even had creams inside. They took their treats from his daughter, her smile radiant and grateful. The entire mood…

Angmaan: a bustling market set at the edge of the world. It was fed by the flourishing ocean, with air fairies pulling at the sea to nourish the dry soil. It was a day like any other day. The sun was high overhead, but hidden behind deep clouds summoned forth to cool the air and settle the dust that had stirred from the morning of setting up and early shoppers. On the edge of the market, tucked against the sandstone walls of the city, two men stood with their tent. Muddy water streamed off the canvas. Two well-placed rolls of fabric diverted the water to create a clean entry to…