Eldon Thompson - The Legend of Asahiel 02 by The Obsidian Key

Author:The Obsidian Key
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Torin studied the big man. Greedy as ever, but making no secret of it. It was difficult to mistrust him in the face of such shameless honesty.

“Four is safer than three,” the rogue added, leering openly at Dyanne. •’.

Not necessarily, Torin thought. Nevertheless, in this case, the scoundrel was probably right. Although he had no doubt his current guides could deliver him safely, they had admittedly traveled beyond their principal element. Nor did he see any real risk. Whatever else Moss might be, he was no threat to the three of them.

But it was the girls’ decision to make, even if he might like to pretend otherwise. He turned to Dyanne with a look that said as much.

“He’s proven already how incapable he is,” Dyanne observed bluntly, staring the rogue down. “At the same time, I don’t suppose we can stop him from following us, unless you agree to let us empty his sails here and now.”

The candid manner in which she uttered the threat stole a measure of the color from Moss’s cheeks. Torin pretended to consider, sure that Dyanne was bluffing, but enjoying watching the rogue squirm.

“No,” he said finally, sheathing the Sword. “Let’s give him a chance to prove mat my mishap in the mountains wasn’t his fault. If he fails to convince me, you ladies can do with him what you will.”

Moss chuckled, though he couldn’t hide the sweat thickening upon his brow.

Holly sighed before, sheathing her blade. Dyanne, however, brandished hers in final, unmistakable warning.

“Very well,” the Nymph Hunter agreed. “But if he so much as coughs in my direction, I’ll be taking his most prized parts back to my clan as a personal trophy.”

Torin nodded. “You heard the woman,” he said to Moss.

The rogue laughed, nervously this time, while rubbing his throat: “Well then, if you’ll all follow me?”

“We should rewrap that first,” Dyanne said, directing a look at Torin’s wrist, which had started to bleed through its bandages.

When that was done, the three gathered their few belongings and fell into step behind the affable rogue, who had begun already to soothe his rattled nerves with a giant wad

of tobacco grounds. Sluicing and spitting, he led them north, across the rolling plain, ambling now toward war.

*****

Night fell swift and steady on the plains of northern Partha, closing round the little company come to camp at the edge of Llornel Lake. The clouds that had followed them throughout the day hunkered now as if to join their fellowship, their dark forms reflected in the lake’s surface. Allion watched them churn and brood among themselves, sullen guests uninvited, wishing they would pass on.

His gaze shifted to find Darinor, who sat between him and Marisha upon this lakeside ridge selected by the Entient as theirs for the night. Like those haunting storm clouds, the petulant mystic had put a damper on this entire journey— even more so, Allion decided, for the weather had been just as foul in the days in which Marisha and he had been alone, and yet hadn’t bothered him.

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