Echoes of Time: The Clockmaster's Shroud (A Tale of the Dwemhar Trilogy) (Stormborn Series Boxset Book 3) by J.T. Williams

Author:J.T. Williams [Williams, J.T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-05-29T22:00:00+00:00

Part Nine: Rocknests

A hearty strong and spicy tea was just what all of them needed.

“You put rum in this?” Ordak asked.

Ninkas laughed. “Indeed, quite the drink after a battle. We haven’t been in a good fight in some time.”

Elera embraced him as they sat beside one another.

“My love’s dragons are some of the fastest of our kind.”

“Yes, but the title of brute power still goes to the Gravelers of Rirora, but the beasts are too heavy to fly for too long. In caves, we have a disadvantage, but over the open ocean or mountains, we can generally win. The issue is if they burrow down. Gravelers are useful against shadow elves.”

“Yes, I know the beasts,” Ordak said.

“Orc? Right? Part orc, at least. You’re quite tall,” Ninkas said.

“Orc and shadow elf. The pure one is over there.”

He pointed at Evurn, who had just finished his tea.

“Are you from the northern reach or closer to the swamps of the south?”

Evurn grabbed the kettle and poured himself more tea. Ninkas handed him the bottle of clear rum. Evurn took it and tipped it into his tea.

“I’m from the Shadowlands, Dragon Rider. That should tell you enough about me. I do thank you for assisting us, though. I’ve not known many dragon riders who went out of their way to help another. Your beasts are fast but not much else.”

One of the dragons on the perch above them growled and spit a small bit of fire into the ocean.

“Quiet!” Ninkas shouted at the dragon. He looked back to Evurn. “I am aware of the Dragonpits and their dealings with the shadow elves. Know that I and the current king do not see eye to eye. His son was only just born, and it seems though his angry side has been stayed, he keeps our people’s dealings moving forward in the world. It has been over one hundred years since our last war with your kind. I for one hope we do not fight again.”

“I much enjoy going to the Shadowlands,” Elera said. “I have many shadow elves I consider friends in the swamp regions. Though, the wolf-beasts have been appearing again.”

"I care little of the Shadowlands,” Evurn said. “This here is my concern.” He motioned to Valrin and Braei.

Ninkas stood up and finished off his tea.

He held the cup in a salute to Valrin. “Good captain, you have a ship of utmost quality. What brings you to these seas? This is far even by our standard. We’re going to have to fly back considering there are no good portals this way. The whole fact that Elera found the passage was a weird working of chance.”

“We were captured after attempting to save our friend from Aieclo.”

“I had heard the island had been destroyed.”

“It wasn't,” Braei said, “though an old evil has returned.”

“The Scourge Siren?” Ninkas asked.

Valrin lifted a brow to the question. “You’ve heard of such so far in the South?”

“Only legend, but yes. We know of Aieclo. You say this is a real place and a real event?”

“Oh, very,” Ordak said, reaching for the bottle of rum to refill his tea.

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