Rings of the Masters 1 - Lords Of The Middle Dark by Jack L. Chalker

Author:Jack L. Chalker [Chalker, Jack L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-12-16T19:41:42+00:00

tribe and nation.

We are looking for a man. Late thirties, Hyiakutt but a linguist and a Council

worker on Leave. He might be traveling with a Hyiakutt woman, medium, good

build, early thirties. I know what this place is and what it does. They got past

us up north; I doubt if they got past you.

The young man sighed. They were here. They—picked up supplies and went on this

morning down the river.

The Crow Agency man gave the acting chief a hard look. Probably about three in

the morning with your father as hostage from the looks of things. Don't worry. I

really don't know those whom we seek, but this village and your father have a

reputation that reaches to the upper end of the Missouri. That, and I see the

two bodies back there.

My father and some of those he trusted were careless, the young man told him,

deciding to tell the truth. The strangers did not seem dangerous. Their canoe

was swamped. They were brought in naked and carrying nothing.

Uh huh. Only helpless. So they got you good, took the chief, and you're all

here in a prayer meeting praying to the Great Spirit that they don't send him

back. That about it?

No. Even now those responsible are being dispatched to chase them down the

river, while runners prepare to notify our allies. I mean to have their hides

and my father back alive.

Raven turned to the woman and spoke in a strange language. They were here,

naked. Lost everything when the canoe went over, probably from that hypno

shield. They fought their way out and snatched the chief early this morning. I

figure five, maybe six hours tops. What do you think?

I think we had better go on the river, she responded without changing her

gaze. We will never catch them this way, and we would need to be ferried from

this point as it is. I think we underestimated our little historian and his

native wench, but they have nothing, you say.

Nothing tangible, but he wouldn't be running so hard and so bloody if he hadn't

read 'em all through. He knows what those papers said. He's the only one in the

whole area who could read 'em, and he finds 'em. The hell with the papers. He's

the papers now.

She nodded. Very well. He is on the run from Council and from these people. He

will not be moving fast but cautiously.

The Crow switched back to Illinois. Do you know where he is trying to go?

My father said he was trying to reach Nawlins. He is in trouble and needs an

ally in Council.

Raven thought a moment. Mud Runner! Got to be! he said in the black woman's

Caribe English.

Who is this Mud Runner person?

Resident Agent. Probably an old pal. He's set up in the swamps south of

Nawlins.

She nodded again. Good. That means that he must keep to the river. It is a very

long way to Nawlins from here, even longer when you must guard against your own

shadow. We will proceed by water.

Yeah, but these slobs couldn't catch their own dinner with a net, and we're

both on unfamiliar ground. We'll go right past him.

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