Conan and The Gods of The Mountain by Roland Green

Author:Roland Green
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Fantasy, Conan (Fictitious character), General, Historical, Fiction
ISBN: 9780812514148
Publisher: Tor Books
Published: 1993-05-01T17:06:52.565000+00:00

herself back against his chest and closed her eyes.

"Most likely we'll be put to some kind of test. It could be as simple as mybedding you before all the tribe—"

"Another jest like that and you'll be bedding no woman anywhere!"

"—or something like dancing on a drum."

"There's not a drum in the world stout enough to bear you, Conan.Surely you mean a drum-smashing contest?"

"In these lands, they make their drums large enough and stout enoughfor me and another to dance upon. Each man tries to make the other fall,and the one who falls dies."

Conan felt Valeria go limp in his arms, and he cursed his waggingtongue for finally scaring her into a faint. Then he heard her breathingsteadily, and gently he shifted her to one arm so he could see her face.

Her eyes had drifted shut, and her mouth was slack. A moment later,the Cimmerian heard a soft burble from the full lips. He lifted the sleepingValeria and laid her on the sleeping mat to the right of the hut's door.Then he lay down on the mat opposite, kicked off his boots, and stretchedlike a cat.

The Spirit-Speaker would keep his own counsel until a time of his ownchoosing. Valeria had the right notion about what to do until that time.

EIGHT

Valeria did not know what a Spirit-Speaker commonly looked like. Norwas this the time and place to ask, even if Conan knew. Not when theCimmerian was talking with Dobanpu, Spirit-Speaker to the Ichiribu.

Dobanpu was no longer young, but his presence almost made Valeriaforget that he dealt in potent magic. Even more, he made her unawarethat she was in a cave, when she had thought she would rather be impaledthan again plunge beneath the earth!

Flanking Dobanpu were a young woman with the look of blood kin—adaughter, likely enough—and an Ichiribu warrior. Even one unfamiliarwith the Black Kingdoms could tell that here was a man of rank. Iridescentfeathers flowed from his spear and headdress, and he wore a necklace' ofwhat seemed to be mother-of-pearl and what were most certainlyleopard's teeth.

He was not of the same towering stature as the Cimmerian, but he did

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