Fires of Prophecy: The Morcyth Saga Book Two by Brian S. Pratt

Author:Brian S. Pratt
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: action, adult, adventure, ancient, brian s pratt, epic, fantasy, magic, paypal, playing, role, rpg, ruins, series, spell, teen, the broken key, the morcyth saga, troll, young
Publisher: Brian S. Pratt

The next morning, Tinok takes great pleasure in watching as his friends get up and begin to work the stiffness and aches out of their legs.

“You all look like a bunch of old ladies the way you’re hobbling around like that,” he informs them, smiling at their misery.

“Leave ‘em alone, Tinok” Jiron tells him.

“Alright,” he agrees when he sees how serious Jiron is, “I’ll leave ‘em alone.”

They’re able to get back in their saddles, but not without groans of pain. “You wouldn’t think they had spent years in the pits to hear them carry on so,” Jiron whispers to James.

“This is different,” he replies. “Besides it may not be just the pain, but an outlet for the fear and humiliation they’ve endured while they were slaves.”

Jiron nods his head and says, “Perhaps.”

After leaving the caravansary, they pull back onto the road. At the gates of Korazan, they come to where the road splits. They can either continue on through the gates and into Korazan, or turn left to follow the road around the walls rather than trying to forge their way through the crowded streets.

Jiron leads them to the left and around the walls. On the far side of the city, they rejoin the main road and follow it as it follows the shoreline of the lake. Before they reach the southern shore of the lake, the road splits. One branch continues following alongside the lake while the other takes a more southeasterly direction.

James hollers to Jiron to continue following the road by the lake. He glances back and nods as he turns his horse to follow it. Not too long after that, they come to the southern shore of the lake and begin to follow the river flowing out of it to the south.

The road is quite busy with many people, both walking and riding, passing them on their way to Korazan. At one point, a long caravan passes them going north, James counts twenty five wagons and almost thirty guards.

A couple of hours past midday they come across a man on the side of the road who’s standing by a wagon with a broken wheel. When Jiron comes abreast of him, the man says something but he’s unable to understand what.

“Can’t understand you,” he says to the man.

Looking frustrated, the man starts speaking to Jiron again, and this time talking real slow. He takes extra care to pronounce his words more carefully and clearly, as if that would enable Jiron to understand better.

By this time, Roland rolls up in his wagon and begins conversing with the man. With a look of relief, the man begins talking rapidly and when he pauses, Roland says to everyone gathered around, “He’s asking if we can take him and his cargo on to the next town, a place called Inziala. Apparently, there’s some kind of celebration going on there and he’s been contracted to supply wine.”

James looks at the poor man for a second before Roland says, “He’s willing to pay us five golds just to transport him a few miles down the road.

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