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"Jewels of Gwahlur" by Robert E. Howard is a short story first published in 1935. Set in Howard's fictional Hyborian Age, the tale follows Conan the Cimmerian as he ventures into the mythical African kingdom of Keshan, seeking legendary jewels hidden in an ancient city. Multiple treasure hunters converge on Alkmeenon, where a mummified oracle guards the riches. Conan must navigate supernatural mysteries, rival thieves, political intrigue, and deadly guardians in his quest for the fabled Teeth of Gwahlur. (This is an automatically generated summary.)

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The cliffs rose sheer from the jungle, towering ramparts of stone that glinted jade-blue and dull crimson in the rising sun, and curved away and away to east and west above the waving emerald ocean of fronds and leaves. It looked insurmountable, that giant palisade with its sheer curtains of solid rock in which bits of quartz winked dazzlingly in the sunlight. But the man who was working his tedious way upward was already halfway to the top.

He came of a race of hillmen, accustomed to scaling forbidding crags, and he was a man of unusual strength and agility. His only garment was a pair of short red silk breeks, and his sandals were slung to his back, out of his way, as were his sword and dagger.

The man was powerfully built, supple as a panther. His skin was bronzed by the sun, his square-cut black mane confined by a silver band about his temples. His iron muscles, quick eyes and sure feet served him well here, for it was a climb to test these qualities to the utmost. A hundred and fifty feet below him waved the jungle. An equal distance above him the rim of the cliffs was etched against the morning sky.

He labored like one driven by the necessity of haste; yet he was forced to move at a snail's pace, clinging like a fly on a wall. His groping hands and feet found niches and knobs, precarious holds at best, and sometimes he virtually hung by his finger nails. Yet upward he went, clawing, squirming, fighting for every foot. At times he paused to rest his aching

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