The Twilight Giants 02 - The Giant Among Us by Forgotten Realms

Author:Forgotten Realms [Forgotten Realms]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-01-08T16:37:05+00:00

"While we were in the canyon, his boulders fell like hail on our heads," Slagfid continued. "My warriors could hardly move."

This drew a round of guffaws from the other giants.

"Little Dragon is a fiercer warrior than Tavis Burdun!" Slagfid bellowed. He silenced his fellows with an angry glare. "Tavis Burdun does not cast trees down upon your head, or send crashing floodwaters to sweep you away!"

"And Little Dragon did all this?" demanded Hagamil.

"I tell you, Little Dragon's magic is as powerful as his arm," said Slagfid. "He always strikes by surprise. You never know when he will appear—isn't that so, Bodvar?"

Bodvar gave an emphatic nod. "Compared to Little Dragon, Tavis Burdun is like a calf to a bull mammoth."

Hagamil looked doubtful. "And how many warriors did you lose to this traell bull?"

Slagfid straightened his shoulders. "None."

"None?" Hagamil roared. "Why not? Were you afraid to join battle with this fierce pebble-hurler?"

A chorus of nervous laughter rolled through the cavern.

"I was not afraid to catch him!" Slagfid bellowed. He waited for the room to fall quiet, then added, "Or to save Sharpnose from the flood he unleashed."

The frost giant looked to Tavis for confirmation. The scout remained silent. He had no wish to cast doubt on Slagfid's exaggeration, but feared his cracking voice would do more to arouse suspicions than to quell them.

Hagamil gave Tavis a look that suggested he did not

consider Gavorial's salvation a good thing. Before the chieftain could say anything, a loud clatter arose at the cavern entrance.

Tavis looked over his shoulder to see Frith backing into the chamber, followed closely by the hissing remorhaz. The young giant was controlling the beast by means of the two long poles harnessed to the creature's chiti-nous head, but that did not prevent the ice worm from striking at its handler. So powerful was the creature that the lunge rocked Frith on his heels.

The remorhaz was quick to press its advantage, thrashing wildly as it pushed itself into the cave. Frith slid across the icy floor, grunting and cursing as he tried in vain to get his legs under him. If Slagfid had not laid a hand on the young giant's back, the beast would have pushed him into the pit.

Hagamil's laughter echoed through the chamber. He handed the glowing scepter to one of the giantesses and came forward to inspect the beast. The chieftain was even larger than he had seemed from across the pit. He stood a full head taller than Slagfid, with a barrel chest as big around as a mammoth.

"A spirited worm, as promised." Hagamil laid a hand on one of the poles Frith used to control the ice worm, then a crafty smile creased his lips. He turned to Slagfid and said, "It will be interesting to see how Little Dragon fares against it"

Bodvar's eyes flashed in alarm. He opened his mouth to speak, but Slagfid cut him off with a curt wave of the hand.

"We can't throw Little Dragon into the pit until we've feasted him," Slagfid objected.

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