On the Shores of Irradan by Ronald Long

Author:Ronald Long [Long, Ronald]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: swords and scorcery, magic, epic fantasy, Arthurian
Publisher: Retrovert Books
Published: 2015-12-28T23:00:00+00:00

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It was quite a while before Holve could stop the shouting match that took place between Blume and Ealrin. At some point in the argument, Ealrin distinctly remembered Blume saying she wants nothing more to do with him, Lone Peak, or anyone else in the world and Holve letting him know that being confined to their temporary home forever was not a viable option.

Blume had just about wore out every terrible word for Ealrin he was sure she had been holding onto for quite a while, when he realized a small crowd has gathered around them. The heat from his face began to subside as he looked around.

These faces weren't of elves or the dark-skinned people of Darrion.

These were familiar.

Ealrin stopped threatening Blume that she'd never ride horses again when he caught the look Tory gave him, shaking his head with both hands on his hips.

“You done acting like Blume's dad long enough to say hello?” he asked, nose high in the air. “I've never been so ignored!”

“Bah,” Gorplin said from behind the ax he was polishing. “I'd take lessons on ignoring you.”

Felicia stepped forward and gave a nod to Holve.

“Welcome back,” Holve said, returning the gesture and looking around at the crew. “All in one piece?”

“Barely,” Felicia replied. “We've got some stories to tell, and two prisoners to interrogate.”

“Prisoner?” asked Blume, all redness from her anger draining from her face. Ealrin thought the stories of the crew's adventure would abate her for a time.

With that, the current argument Blume and Ealrin had was dropped. He knew he'd have to bring it up again soon. He had to remind Blume that she couldn't just run off like that if he was to keep her safe.

For the time being, however, the crew that sailed away had returned and that was worth celebrating. Among the elves who came bustling in and the normal busy patrons of Lone Peak, they made their way back to the house they had claimed as their headquarters.

It was a difficult trek, as the city had come alive with people hanging out of doors, windows, shops and houses to get a glimpse of the newcomers. The first level of the city was buzzing with excitement.

Store owners threw open their doors at the prospect of new customers and children ran up and down the streets, staring unashamedly at the elves in brilliant armor.

The travelers from Ruyn weren't the main attraction, but getting through the crowd was difficult work. Lone Peak guards marched this way and that. Elves of Enoth were marching in columns down one street and then another.

Once they arrived at the first set of stairs that led to the lower levels of the city, things became easier.

Ealrin couldn't help but notice, however, that while he walked towards the front of the line of his friends, Blume hung back at the end, brought along by Jurrin and Jurgon.

Blume seemed to be happily engaged in conversation with the polite halfling as he was retelling of their travels to Jurgon. She caught his eye, however, and immediately acquired a very sour look.

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