Arianna and the Spirit of the Storm by Robbie Ballew & Stephen Landry

Author:Robbie Ballew & Stephen Landry [Ballew, Robbie & Landry, Stephen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Guiding Thread
Published: 2019-09-05T16:00:00+00:00

Eldrad and I approached a narrow pass that lead into the mountains. This leg of our quest was going to be far colder than any elf would ever want to endure, but the sooner we got it over with the sooner we could return home. We had good intel that the maggots would be heading toward a shrine deep in the mountains to retrieve some sort of relic. "Just follow the sound of thunder, you can't miss it," the hooded figure had said. I couldn't make out his face, but I was sure he was a rogue mage. If not the one that started the curse, then certainly one of his lackeys.

This whole 'relic' thing was starting to get the better of my curiosity. Of course, the powers-that-be insisted no such relics existed, that the curse was just an old myth with no truth to it whatsoever. Even so, they were spending a lot of resources to keep these little brats from finding the relics. Or at least, they were making Eldrad and I expend a lot of energy to that end.

Maybe that was the real truth behind all of this. No matter how hard I had worked, no matter how many times I had proven myself year after year, I was still disposable. An expendable resource good for nothing but brushing a minor inconvenience under the rug. The king had pawned me off on some backwater mayor, and that mayor treated me no better than a dog on his hunting party.

The sound of crunching snow came from the entrance to the pass, and Eldrad pulled his sword as a gray-haired women in mage's robes stumbled out from between the rocks. She looked like she had been in a fight.

Eldrad had been chomping at the bit since we left the village, hungry for a good kill. He stepped toward the woman, but I held a hand up to stop him. She might have been able to give us some useful information first.

I could tell she was one of the academy hacks that couldn't do any real magic. It was always easy to tell because they were the ones who tried the hardest to make themselves look like mages.

"Oh good, I'm glad I found you," The woman was saying as she trudged toward us through the thick snow. "We need to send a message to the king."

"A message to the king, you say?" I responded. "Did he send you out here to see if there were any children needing a magician for their birthday party?" My humor seemed to be totally lost on her, as she pulled a small pouch from her belt and flung the contents in the air: a powdery substance that seemed to sparkle with a thousand tiny explosions. I didn't even flinch as the dust settled to the ground and the sparks fizzled out at my feet.

"I will have you know I am a mage in the order of Mazzenrach, and I have been entrusted with a great and terrible task direct from the king himself.

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