Dragonlance: Age of Mortals, Book 06 - The Lake of Death by Jean Rabe

Author:Jean Rabe [Rabe, Jean]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-0-7869-3364-8
Publisher: Fanversion Publishing
Published: 2015-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

They moved quickly for ghosts, but not as quickly as Feril would have wanted. For one thing, the insubstantial ghosts could not physically propel themselves through the water. They floated like flotsam and seemed ignorant of time.

From one abandoned shop they took her to, Feril selected two large satchels made from the hide of a beast she wasn’t familiar with. In the bottom of one she put a pair of leggings and a tunic for herself, then she found something that she thought might fit Dhamon… when he became human again. The other satchel she filled with jars, scroll tubes, and well-stoppered vials that Kalilnama, Obelia, and their ghostly associates insisted contained promising materials.

She also gathered a handful of small, jeweled trinkets that she guessed might be valuable and filled a small pouch with steel pieces. Little was free in the world above, and now she would have a means to pay for things if the need arose.

“One more place to visit,” Obelia told her.

They were on the roof of Kalilnama’s home again with more than a dozen curious Qualinesti spirits fluttering around them. Feril plucked the enchanted pear-shaped crystal off the roof and stuffed it under the clothes in the satchel. The water surrounding them instantly became eerily darker without the magical light.

“Follow me, elf-fish. We will be going alone now, just you and me.”

Feril said good-bye to Kalilnama and the others, shuddering from the cold when their hands passed through her. They begged her to return and tell them if she was successful in her mission to turn the dragon into a man again. Though she detested the notion of coming back here, she agreed she might, because after all, they had been so helpful. They would show some of the famous sights of the city then, they insisted. She offered a word of heartfelt thanks to Kalilnama, then she followed the spirit elf Obelia as he beckoned her toward his watery home.

“Believe me when I say I am grateful you did not die by the spirits of the knights. I had prayed to all the gods, elf-fish, that you would come back to this lake and would not give up just because you failed to obtain one of Beryl’s scales.”

Feril didn’t reply. She was looking around the spirit’s rooms, trying to figure out why she had been brought here—what might be important to her goal.

“There is so much life and hope in you, my elf-fish, a determination and fire that I find envious.”

Feril froze in fear. Was Obelia going to betray her again? She whirled to look for his diaphanous form, finding it hovering above a pile of brittle-looking bones.

“I think I would have faded away to nothingness, elf-fish, had you not come along and given me a fresh sense of purpose.”

What do you want? She tensed, ready to push past him and out the door.

“To come with you.”

You know that’s not going to be possible, Obelia, she said sadly, watching his expression change and harden.

Suddenly, Feril felt the warmth leave her body.

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