The Eighth God (The Orcslayers Book 1) by Paul S. Lavender

Author:Paul S. Lavender
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2016-09-12T06:00:00+00:00

38: Hardstone

Tierra swooped down to where Saethryth was walking through the long grass. He glanced at her as she landed, ‘Anything?’

‘There’s a large area of flattened grass up ahead, looks like they’ve split up. Some have moved towards the Ashen Falls Road and the others look to be heading towards a village. I don’t think we’ll get there in time to save anyone as they can’t be far from it.'

Saethryth smiled, ‘Which direction is the village and how far?’

‘I’d say northeast of our current position, say ten miles away. Why?’

‘We need to stop soon anyway, as it’s beginning to get dark. Hold my hand.’ He held his hand out to her, and Tierra put her hand in his.

There was a flash, and suddenly they weren’t in long grass anymore. They were standing on a dirt track, to one side a sign read Hardstone and turning around she saw the wooden palisade of the village.

Saethryth looked at her, ‘I’m impressed. Pretty much spot on.’

Tierra stood open mouthed, ‘What? How? Why didn’t you just bring us here to start?’

‘Teleport. It’s something the sword can do, gods know how, but I needed a point of reference. I can’t just teleport where I want, and we didn’t know where the Orcs were.’

‘What now?’

‘Time for me to do what I do best, slay orcs. We need to get the village elder to seal the gates, and then we wait for them to arrive.’

The two Orcslayers walked into the village. There were only about a dozen buildings inside, one of which was what looked to be an Inn and shop combined, they made their way to the door and stepped inside.

As they stepped into the Inn, all heads turned to look at them, and the conversation stopped dead. The Barkeep had been wiping a mug clean, but he stood still as a statue, staring at the couple.

‘Err, hello. Is your village elder here, we really need to speak to him or her?’ Said Saethryth

The silence continued to grow.

‘Oh come on, you’re not THAT far from civilisation!’

The Villagers suddenly all burst out laughing. A small, wizened man made his way from one of the tables, chuckling.

‘Soz folks. Nowt much ‘a ‘ere, gotta get yer joy where yer can, aye?’

‘Err, yes. Look we really need to speak to the elder.’

‘Tha's me. Goyler’s me name. Wha' do yer need, folks?’

‘Well, Goyler, you have half an orc war band coming straight here an...’

Goyler had started laughing again, ‘Ain’t bin an orc ‘ere for a cennery, nor is there like to be with the forts an’ all.’

‘I’m serious Goyler, there are a lot of orcs coming here, you need to close your gates. Look at our brooches, were Orcslayers, and I’m telling you, close those gates. Now.’

Goyler looked at the brooches and his eyes widened, ‘Me Pa saw him an Orcslayer once, an’ now I’ve sen two. Ha. Bill, you and Oak, go and shut the gates, make sure you bar em gud. Seems we ‘ave some trouble comin.'’

Two large men stood up and ran out of the Inn.

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