Farmer, Philip Jose by Hadon of Ancient Opar (v1.0)

Author:Hadon of Ancient Opar (v1.0) [Opar, Hadon of Ancient]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2010-10-05T14:23:35.156000+00:00

“Or perhaps,” Hinokly said, “the mountain was only an island in the Ringing Sea.”

“I said I didn’t like to be interrupted, scribe,” Kwasin said. “So I considered crossing the waters to that rocky mountain, but the current is swift there, though the waters are narrow. I walked on, and after many months came to a place where the mountains cease—at least for a while. Here a great river ran into the sea—”

“Probably the river which we found,” Hinokly said.

“Scribes have big tongues and thin skulls,” Kwasin said, glaring. “Anyway, I had become weary of the sea, so I turned inland and made a dugout and paddled up the river. Now I was in the land of white savages, and the women were more pleasing, though they smelled as bad as the blacks. However, after I dunked them in the river and got them to comb out their hair and wash off the paint, they were acceptable. Some of them would have attracted attention in Khokarsa, they were so comely. And so I improved the stock along that river.

“Then I came to the mountains from which the river flowed, and I set out wandering the savannas southward. I thought that perhaps I might return to Khokarsa. Kho might have forgiven me by now. I had done enough penance for what was, after all, only a drunken prank.”

“Raping a holy priestess of Kho and smashing the skulls of her guards was only a prank?” Hadon said.

“That priestess was a teasing bitch,” Kwasin said. “She urged me on, and then, when I had bared myself, became terrified, though I suppose I shouldn’t blame her for that. And I was only defending myself when I killed the guards. You have to admit that there were extenuating circumstances. Otherwise, why was I not castrated and flung to the hogs? Why was I punished with exile only, though Kho knows that was a horrible punishment?”

“You escaped execution because the oracle said that you should not be killed,” Tadoku said. “No one except Kho knows why you were let off so easily after such a grave crime. But Her Voice must be obeyed.”

“I thought I would go to an outpost or perhaps even Mukha itself and ask if my exile was over,” Kwasin said. “After all, the oracle had said that I would not have to wander forever.”

“Perhaps she meant by that that death would put an end to your exile,” the scribe said. “The Voice of Kho speaks words that have more than one interpretation.”

“But a club on the skull of a gabby scribe has only one interpretation,” Kwasin said. “Do not arouse me, Hinokly.”

And so the giant had walked around the mountains and then gone south. Then he had come across an assembly of the tribes in this area. They were, he supposed, holding some yearly religious rite. He did not know, but he did know that there were many good-looking women there. When he had his chance, he had seized one and run off with her.

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