01 Time of the Twins by Weis & Hickman

Author:Weis & Hickman [Weis & Hickman]
Format: epub
Published: 2010-04-10T23:00:00.769000+00:00

Hearing a frightened tone in Caramon's voice, the kender turned around hurriedly, his hand going immediately to the lit- tle knife he carried in his belt. Caramon was kneeling by some- thing lying the alley. "What is it?" Tas called, running back. "Lady Crysania," Caramon said, lifting a dark cloak. "Caramon!" Tas drew a horrified breath. "What did they do to her? Did their magic go wrong?" "I don't know," Caramon said softly, "but we've got to get help." He carefully covered the woman's bruised and bloody face with the cloak. "I'll go," Tas offered, "you stay here with her. This doesn't look like a really good part of town, if you take my meaning." "Yeah," Caramon said, sighing heavily. "It'll be all right," Tas said, patting the big man on his shoul- der reassuringly. Caramon nodded but said nothing. With a final pat, Tas turned and ran back down the alley toward the street. Reaching the end, he darted out onto the sidewalk. "Hel -" he began, but just then a hand closed over his arm in a grip of iron, hoisting him clear up off the sidewalk. "Here, now," said a stern voice, "where are you going?" Tas twisted around to see a bearded man, his face partially covered by the shining visor of his helm, staring at him with dark, cold eyes. Townguard, the kender realized quickly, having had a great deal of experience with this type of official personage. "Why, I was coming to look for you," Tas said, trying to wriggle free and assume an innocent air at the same time. "That's a likely story from a kender!" The guard snorted, get- ting an even firmer grasp on Tas. "It'd be a history-making event in Krynn, if it was true, that's for certain." "But it is true," Tas said, glaring at the man indignantly. "A friend of ours is hurt, down there." He saw the guard glance over at a man he had not noticed before - a cleric, dressed in white robes. Tas brightened. "Oh? A cleric? How -" The guard clapped his hand over the kender's mouth. "What do you think, Denubis? That's Beggar's Alley down there. Probably a knifing, nothing more than thieves falling out." The cleric was a middle-aged man with thinning hair and a rather melancholy, serious face. Tas saw him look around the

marketplace and shake his head. "The Dark One said the cross- roads, and this is it - or near enough. We should investigate." "Very well." The guardsman shrugged. Detailing two of his men, he watched them advance cautiously down the filthy alleyway. He kept his hand over the kender's mouth, and Tas, slowy being smothered, made a pathetic, squeaking sound. The cleric, gazing anxiously after the guards, glanced around. "Let him breathe, Captain," he said. "We'll have to listen to him chatter," the captain grumbled irritably, but he removed his hand from Tas's mouth. "He'll be quiet, won't you?" the cleric asked, looking at Tas with eyes that were kind in a preoccupied fashion.

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