The Sundering by Gav Thorpe

Author:Gav Thorpe
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Fantasy, General, Time of Legends, Warhammer, Fiction
ISBN: 9781849702416
Publisher: Black Library
Published: 2012-05-15T05:00:00+00:00

Alith had never loved Elanardris so much as he did the moment they crested the ridge at Cail Anris. He stopped his horse and looked at the hills and mountains. He had wondered at times whether he would see such a sight again. For a moment he was lost in the beauty of the white slopes and the wind-swept grass. The autumn clouds were low, but here and there the sun broke through to dazzle from the peaks. The air was crisp and cool, and Alith took a deep breath.

The others had stopped with him, gazing in wonder, both at their surrounds and the change in Alith.

‘Is this your home?’ asked Saphistia.

Alith pointed north and west.

‘The manse of the Anars lies over those slopes,’ he said. ‘Past those woods upon the shoulders of Anul Hithrun and two more days of riding.’

A movement in the skies caught Alith’s eye and he was not surprised to see a crow dipping down over the hillside. It landed on the branch of a short bush not far away and cawed once before setting off again, heading south.

‘I shall fetch us some fresh food,’ said Alith. ‘Go on ahead. I’ll not be far away nor gone long. It is safe here.’

He turned his horse after the crow and set off at a gentle trot, his eyes keen for any sign of Elthyrior.

Coming around a pile of moss-covered boulders, Alith saw the raven herald sat on a rock, his horse nearby nibbling at the grass. The crow was perched on Elthyrior’s shoulder and gave Alith a beady look as he dismounted and walked his horse closer.

‘I should have expected your welcome,’ said Alith. He let the horse walk free and sat down beside Elthyrior.

‘I would have said it was coincidence, but I know the ways of Morai-heg better than that,’ replied the raven herald. ‘I was heading north when I happened to see you. What news from Tiranoc? I have heard little, but that has been enough to worry me.’

‘Caenthras and others have usurped power in Tor Anroc,’ Alith told him. ‘I am escorting the true heir of Bel Shanaar to keep him out of Morathi’s clutches. I have had no word from Nagarythe for almost a year. What manner of welcome can I expect in Elanardris?’

‘A good one,’ said Elthyrior. ‘Morathi has other concerns than the Anars at the moment. Her army is split between those who were loyal to Malekith and those who have sworn fealty to her. She thinks the Anars are a trouble of the past, no threat to her.’

Alith took this without comment and Elthyrior continued.

‘All of Ulthuan is in upheaval,’ he said. ‘Only a handful of princes survived the massacre at the Shrine of Asuryan.’

‘Massacre?’

‘Surely. Though it is hard to piece together what occurred, some treachery unfolded there. The cults have been patient, growing their strength, and now they strike. Attacks and murders plague the other kingdoms, turning their eyes inwards whilst Morathi readies for war.’

‘War?’ said Alith. ‘With whom?

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