Not many such people enjoyed playing chess.

In the undergrowth, native pudú deer scutter, lower than knee-height and wary of visitors; even shyer are the tall, elegant huemul deer, threatened almost to extinction and now only to be found high up the mountainsides.

You can't trust somebody that opportunistic: he'll stab you in the back the first chance he gets.

But Nemesis was approaching the aged runagate[.]