The Emerald Dragon (The Lost Ancients Book 3) by Marie Andreas

Author:Marie Andreas [Andreas, Marie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3, mobi
Published: 2016-03-31T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Five

I was leaning up against a short broken wall, from what I could see it was clearly elven in origin, in a cavern with a very high ceiling. The cavern looked to have been occupied for quite a while and had mage glows set all around it to make it homey. Or maybe it was so they could see their weapons. Pushed against the cavern walls were piles of weapons, some in use, still others simply relics.

The man in brown was stalking away from me and toward yet another cavern which looked even larger and had at least twenty people in it, most were cleaning weapons or relics. Behind them were a collection of gypsy wagons, most likely the bedrooms for the men and women working down here. Even from this distance, I could tell the wagons looked shabby and ill-used. Probably only a few of them could even still be drawn by a horse.

Looking around I couldn’t see someone like Orenda staying here of her own accord without a reason. That pissy man in brown must be one hell of a lover.

“Not sure what all you’ve heard, but I’ll give you the rundown. I’m Locksead. My gang and I are looking for some relics, and not just any relics, we want the serious ones. The ones like they had….” He stopped speaking and leaned forward, tilting my face toward one of the glows. “Carlon, you’re an idiot. I told everyone to be looking for any of the people involved with that glass gargoyle debacle. What, if a skirt doesn’t twitch your pants you don’t even look at her face? This is the digger in the middle of it all. Saryn?”

I thought about lying, but the look on his face told me that while his man Carlon didn’t recognize me, he did. “Taryn. My name is Taryn. But I can’t help you with stolen artifacts.” I sat up a bit straighter. “I won’t help you with them.” I shook my head and dropped my voice. The leader was crude, but hopefully he was smarter than he looked. “Look, those artifacts won’t be worth anything. The only thing they can do is destroy things.”

Locksead was a human mix, most of his features were human, but he had shock white hair that almost looked like feathers, and cold blue eyes. He nodded and smiled, but his smile was crueler than a syclarion’s frown. “They are worth a lot more than your life to the right people. And if you don’t help us, we will find another way to make money off of you.” He looked me up and down. “Carlon wasn’t right when he said you weren’t worth it. You’re not ugly, but we’d have to run you for a few dozen years in the red district of Kenithworth to even get part of what some folks will pay for just one of those artifacts.” He rocked back on his heels. “I wouldn’t like that, and I know you wouldn’t like it.

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