The Vengeance of Mirickar by Stuart J. Whitmore

Author:Stuart J. Whitmore [Whitmore, Stuart J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2018-01-25T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

“Wait here a moment,” Kallosarin said the next morning as they stood outside the door of his cottage. Mirickar was eager to depart but he nodded in agreement. The older man disappeared into the cottage for a moment and then promptly returning bearing a long, wrapped bundle. “This has served me well,” he said, handing the bundle to Mirickar. “I’m sure it is bored here in the forest. If there truly are kurakvin in the land, it will enjoy the taste of their blood.”

Mirickar knew from the weight of the bundle and from Kallosarin’s words what he held. “Are… are you sure?” he asked as he unwrapped the large sword. It was the same ornate blade that Mirickar remembered from his first encounter with the other man.

“Of course,” Kallosarin said with a little laugh. “It is not my only blade, but it is a good one. Remember all I have told you, and wield it well.”

“I shall,” Mirickar said softly as he slid the blade free from its scabbard. He was no master of arms, but he could tell that the quality of the sword was well beyond any he had handled before. He sheathed it again and met Kallosarin’s gaze. “I shall slay kurakvin to avenge my family and to honor your teachings and this great gift. Thank you, General Kallosarin.”

The older man smiled. “It is good that we part ways on better terms than we met. Farewell and fight well, young Mirickar.”

Mirickar bowed to Kallosarin and turned away. It was not until that moment that he realized he would miss the older man’s gruff instruction, but he strode away boldly lest he show any hint of weakness. Over their breakfast that morning he had decided on his route, and he made his way quickly through the forest.

His decision to seek signs of the kurakvin near his family farm and track them from there, coupled with Kallosarin’s guidance on the fastest route, quickly took him away from where he had lost Sraikura. His training had not given him much time to think about her during the day, but at times he dreamt of her and would wake filled with sadness. Now that he was heading back toward his family home, he almost felt that he was abandoning her. He pressed on, promising himself that some of the kurakvin he would kill would be slain to avenge her and her adoptive family.

Traveling alone and with purpose, he was able to cover much more ground in a day than he had with Sraikura. Still, he was not able to reach the farm before night descended on the forest. When the failing light warned him that he would not be able to travel much longer, he sought a protected place to spend the night.

He found a massive tree that had been uprooted in a long-past windstorm. After a slight hesitation, he nestled himself into the tangle of roots at its base. It wasn’t perfect, but he felt it was the best he could do.

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