Pec Deplisk stared out across the vista, taking in the sights as Yanibar’s sun began peeping over the steep mountain peaks that ringed the Tusloni Basin, where the three-year-old nascent Yanibar settlement was located. The sky was streaked with reds and oranges as the sunbeams chased away the darkness of night. The distant cliffs glinted coppery, with a dazzling light shining off those tall enough to have snowcaps. The jagged outline of the horizon was traced in gold as the sun began shining over Yanibar once more, a promise of another day. A few scattered clouds intercepted them, their edges glowing from the radiance of the morning. He breathed in the morning air, reveling in the tranquility and stillness of the moment. A bird or two chirped in the distance and a gentle breeze rustled the