Conflict by Pedro Urvi

Author:Pedro Urvi [Urvi, Pedro]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-03-04T00:00:00+00:00

The sun was beginning to hide behind the Fortress of the Half Moon, where the Rogdonians, expectant and under great pressure, awaited the next move of the threatening invading army. Lasgol, downhearted, his footsteps heavy, was moving through the camp towards the soldiers’ tents of the Snow Army. As he walked past the different groups of men he could feel the tension in them as they sat around hundreds of small camp fires, eating their rations and drinking their beer. Their faces were joyless, with a prevailing sternness everywhere, as if some contagious sickness had spread through the whole camp. Only a few seemed to want to dispel the gloom with songs and ballads of great heroes from the epic Norghanian folklore.

Lasgol knew it was the nerves that come before battle. The hardened soldiers were impatient to know whether or not they would be fighting. The waiting only served to increase the already tangible tension. He walked past a picturesque cart decorated in crimson. A woman came up to him, swaying her hips provocatively. Lasgol stopped uncertainly and the woman came up to him and pressed her body to his, placing her hand in his groin. Surprised, he took a step back.

“Don’t be shy, handsome, come and have a good time with Olsa …” she said, moving back a little to reveal her generous bosom.

“No thank you… I’m already taken care of…” he replied hastily so as to get out of the embarrassing situation.

“Well, handsome,” she said with a wink, “I’ll give you a good price, and you’ll have nothing to complain about.”

“I’ve no doubt of that, but my duty awaits me.”

“As you wish… maybe later, then? Come back and ask for Olsa, you won’t regret it.”

Lasgol went on with a smile on his face.

Fortunately, and in the process preventing worse evils, all the fears and tensions of the soldiers were released by the great number of “ladies of easy virtue” who accompanied the army on campaign. As with any army worthy of the name, that service was indispensable; if the basic needs of the men were not satisfied, a dangerous fire might break out in the camp.

It always surprised him, the crowd that trailed an army on the march. From the very necessary prostitutes to blacksmiths, carpenters, butchers, shepherds, cooks, messengers and any number of people with different professions and specialized functions. They were all necessary for the good functioning of the massive army.

He reached the distinctive white rectangular tents of the Snow Army. He looked avidly for the command ones and identified them by their banners. They were well protected by guards, watching like hawks. These were tall strong men, wearing white winged helmets on their blond heads. They wore heavy scaled armor down to their knees for protection, in the lighter and more flexible Norghanian style, although they were not as tough as the plated Rogdonian kind. Blood-red capes hung from their shoulders. He picked out General Rangulfsen’s tent and went to it. At once four guards intercepted him.

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