Blood Lust_A Book of Underrealm by Garrett Robinson & Karen Conlin

Author:Garrett Robinson & Karen Conlin [Robinson, Garrett & Conlin, Karen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy, science fiction
ISBN: 9781941076538
Google: G2MPuwEACAAJ
Goodreads: 41138884
Publisher: Legacy Books
Published: 2018-09-07T00:00:00+00:00

I WAS MORE ALERT NOW than ever, and as I rode through Lan Shui, I tried to take stock of the town. Though the wall was poorly kept up, it was manned, with several archers pacing its length. But though the guards looked alert and wary, they were few. It would have been easy to slip past them unnoticed, if that was the aim. It gave the air that this town was wary and watchful, but was unused to being either.

Armored soldiers walked the town’s streets as well, but they wore neither the king’s livery nor the red armor of constables. I guessed they were locals, pressed into service to guard the town. But against what? Had the Shades passed this way? Or had some rumor of their coming reached these people? I could think of no other threat that would have put them so on edge. But I saw some people weeping in doorways and in alleys, clearly in mourning.

“What has happened here?” I said, hardly meaning to speak the words aloud.

“In many places across Dorsea may be found the consequences of war,” said Mag.

“Yet Dorsea makes war on no one but Selvan these days,” I said. “And this town is far from those battles.”

“It must have something to do with the Shades, then.”

I shook my head. “If that were the case, and the town had been attacked, Yue would never have let us in.”

“Then guess at the answer yourself, if you are so wise,” grumbled Mag. “One thing we told Yue was the truth: I want a bed to sleep in, and quickly.”

We had a fair bit of coin on us—with the excellence of Mag’s ale, she had never wanted for money—and so we asked after the Sunspear and found it before long. Its sign hung over the door, a spear thrusting up with a red-rayed sun in the background. I glanced at the spear on Mag’s saddle and bit my tongue. A girl at the stables took our horses, and we purchased dinner in the common room for a handful of pennies. The food and ale were fine enough, but I found myself longing for Sten’s cooking and Mag’s brew.

Before we had finished eating, an old man walked into the common room. There were only a handful of people there aside from the two of us, but they all looked up eagerly. The man’s eyes were grey and blind with age, and he picked his way through the room with a walking stick. One patron quickly moved a chair from his path to ensure he would not strike it as he walked. Though the top of his head was entirely bald, he had thick, bushy grey brows and a long grey beard down to his waist. He wore deep blue clothes in a common Dorsean style, with a shirt that tied at the side and loose trousers collected at the ankle. Despite his stooped figure and slow walk, his lips curved in a smile that seemed nearly permanent.

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