Lvov

Lvov stands in Vala where the western river forks. Follow the water south from it and Peredhel ends: the next country is Idir, which the sailors working that run call a little blight, and which most people call a land of curses. A person from Lvov is taken to know that much without being told.

Aldo said he was from Lvov and did not know it, and got a long stare from a boatman who thought about pressing and decided against it. He had meant to get off there. Somewhere in the town is a place where two or three hot items can be turned into coin, and nothing else about the inside of it was ever written down. He slept through the stop. By the time he woke, the town was an hour and a half astern and hard to make out even squinting.