Temple of the Dragonslayer by Waggoner Tim

Author:Waggoner, Tim [Waggoner, Tim]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wizards of the Coast Publishing
Published: 2010-04-07T06:00:00+00:00

I think he moved!”

“You’re crazy!”

“No, Gifre’s right! I saw his eye twitch!”

“You only thought you saw his eye twitch,” Drefan said. “He’s been turned to stone or something.”

“Then how come he isn’t the color of stone?” Fyren asked.

“Yeah, he’s still ogre-colored!” Gifre added.

Oddvar did his best to ignore the goblins, though it wasn’t easy. They stood in front of Ugo, but not too close. None of them wanted to get bashed by his bone club if the ogre started moving again.

Oddvar and the three goblins had watched Nearra’s encounter with Ugo from their hiding place behind a pile of rotted logs. The goblins had picked out the termites that infested the logs and eaten them while the battle took place. And as if that hadn’t been disgusting enough, they still had insect parts stuck between their teeth.

There was a flapping of wings as Maddoc’s black falcon landed next to Oddvar. The dark dwarf acknowledged his master’s presence with a nod. He knew the falcon had been circling high overhead, providing Maddoc with a literal bird’s-eye view of the action during the battle with Ugo.

“The girl’s luck is unbelievable,” Oddvar said. “When you left her in Tresvka, she was alone with Davyn. Since then, she picked up four other companions who are determined to protect her. And now she’s befriended a copper dragon, of all things.”

The falcon relayed a telepathic message from Maddoc to Oddvar.

The Theiwar turned to look at the falcon. “So it’s possible that the spirit of Asvoria has been magically gathering others to help her? But Nearra is not aware that she’s doing it?”

Yes.

Oddvar looked back to Ugo. During the entire time they’d been standing there, the ogre’s club had moved only an inch or so. At this rate, if the copper dragon’s slow gas didn’t wear off soon, it might be morning before Ugo’s club finally struck the ground.

The goblins, emboldened by Ugo’s nearly frozen state, were now taking turns running between his legs and under his club. Even Drefan, the goblins’ leader, was participating, laughing along with the other two as they played.

Oddvar sighed. After Maddoc’s plan had been fulfilled, he hoped he never had to work with goblins again.

The falcon relayed another message from its master. Three attempts, three failures.

Oddvar steeled himself against his master’s wrath. He thought Maddoc was surely going to blame him and the three goblins for this latest failure. But as the wizard continued, his telepathic voice sounded thoughtful, not angry.

I never thought Nearra would get this far. But then I didn’t anticipate that Asvoria might be able to resist the Emergence, nor that Nearra would acquire so many traveling companions to help her along the way.

“Davyn should have kept anyone else from joining them,” Oddvar said.

Yes, he should have. But that isn’t important now. What’s important is separating Nearra from the others—including Davyn. Without her protectors, she’ll be alone and terrified. And her terror should trigger the Emergence.

As near as Oddvar could tell, the girl had been plenty afraid during the earlier attempts to force the Emergence, and it hadn’t helped any.

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