Dragons Over England by Greg Gorden

Author:Greg Gorden [Gorden, Greg]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9780874313420
Amazon: 0874313422
Publisher: West End Games
Published: 1992-06-04T06:00:00+00:00

Gypsor awoke with a start. He was in a bed, back at his apartment above the Satyr's Pub. His head was bandaged, and hurt like, well, a hangover. Sitting at his side was Karen (Oh, how am I going to get rid of her?), while Bakkeris and Bendas sat on chairs at the foot of the bed.

"I'm alive, you're alive; I'm home, and ...," looking at Bendas, "... you're." Bendas put his fingers to his mouth in a Shhh! motion, and Gypsor ended with, ".someone I haven't met yet."

Bakkeris explained, "My friend, this is Bendas. He is responsible for saving your life. He has got to be the luckiest person I've ever met. When we attacked the camp, he was out in the open. Should've bought a plot in the cemetery for that boy, but he saved your life down there. When you jumped out of that mine car, your broke one of your ribs and punctured your lung. He managed to use the healer's medicines and bring you back to life. Damndest thing I ever saw."

Gypsor had a million and one questions he wanted to ask. Bakkeris was already several steps ahead of him. "We've still got the Pub because of those jewels that they were mining. The rest we gave to the families of the slaves — most of them survived, thanks to you. Then, we called in the town militia and threatened to bring Lady Ardinay's army into town to do a sweep of the slavers in the area if they didn't do it themselves. It is truly amazing what happened over there."

Gypsor was overwhelmed by it all, but first he had to talk to Bendas alone. "Bakkeris, Karen, honey," — CRINGE! — "could you excuse me and Bendas for a minute."

When the two satyrs were alone, Bendas started explaining. "I know what you're thinking, and no, I'm not Mithorl, exactly. I'm a part of him, and I was sent here to look out for you."

"Why me?"

"Because you really believe. You're one of the last and I, he needs you. He wanted you to know that he cares for his people. And, besides, without worshippers to host great feasts and orgies, things just aren't what they should be."

"Bendas, thank you."

"It was all part of my job. I'll see you ... sometime."

With that, the smiling satyr seemed to change form, become a ball of pulsing blue energies. The form seemed to expand slightly, and give a hum, and then it slid into and through the ceiling. For the first time in a very long time, Gypsor felt fulfilled.

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