The Eye of Winter's Fury by Michael J. Ward

Author:Michael J. Ward [Ward, Michael J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Sci Fi & Fantasy, Fantasy, Fiction & Literature
ISBN: 9780575095755
Google: LewiAQAAQBAJ
Goodreads: 21066498
Publisher: Orion
Published: 2014-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Ice mantle (pa): You may permanently raise your armour by 2. You are also immune to any effects/abilities that would lower your armour in combat.

Brittle edge (pa): Each time an opponent wins a combat round and rolls for a damage score, your opponent immediately takes 2 damage, ignoring armour (whether they cause health damage or not).

When you have made your decision, turn to 677.

397

You find yourself in a large cavernous chamber illuminated by an eerie green light. It seeps through the cracks in the walls and ceiling, where you glimpse veins of black rock set back into the ice. As you advance warily, weapons drawn, you pass a number of cathedral-like pillars, stretching all the way to the domed ceiling above. They are arranged in regimented rows, suggesting that they were sculptured with a purpose in mind. You examine the nearest one, noticing runelike glyphs glowing just beneath the surface. Their meaning escapes you.

The vastness of the space is daunting. In places the ceiling is pitted with melt holes, many of which stretch away to distant circles of daylight above. Some appear to channel the wind, filling the chamber with a chorus of ghostly moans. A fear creeps along your spine. Several times you glance over your shoulder, feeling like someone – or something – is following you. But each time you look for any sign of a pursuer, you are presented with nothing more than green-lit ice.

Jumping at ghosts. You berate yourself and head onwards, determined to find some clue as to what happened to the missing explorers.

A noise forces you to turn yet again.

This time you see a man, slumped on the ground, his back resting against one of the pillars. He is huddled in thick furs, his blonde hair matted across his ashen face. Both hands are pressed tight against one of his thighs. A smear of blood trails back around the pillar.

You immediately run to his side.

‘What happened?’ You kneel next to him, looking down at the leg. You rummage in your pack, wondering if you have anything that may help.

With a hiss the man lifts his hands, a dagger flicking into one of his bloody palms. He holds it to your throat, a wheezing snicker gasping from his mouth.

‘Think you’d trick me, eh? You another ghost, come to try your luck?’

You glance down at his leg – there is no wound there. Clearly the blood was not his own.

‘I think I was the one who was tricked,’ you reply guardedly, meeting the man’s pale eyes. ‘I’m no ghost – I came looking for explorers. Were you one of them?’

The man appears confused for a second, his gaze dropping to your armour and weapons. ‘Is this true?’ he rasps, his hand shaking as it grips the dagger.

You nod as best you can with a blade to your throat. ‘Tell me what happened here. The blood . . .’

The man lowers his dagger with a sigh. ‘Go look for yourself.’

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