D'Amato, Brian - In the Courts of the Sun by D'Amato Brian

Author:D'Amato, Brian
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf

men sat at the east side of the square. 2 Jeweled Skul was in the center, on a thick snakeweave state mat, wearing a harpy-eagle mask and headdress.

He held a live red-tailed hawk on his right wrist, not hooded like in old-world falconry, but tied by its feet to a thick wooden bracelet. You could hardly see his skin under al the ropes of jade, and in the center of his chest there was a big oval mirror, like a Claude glass, ground out of a single chunk of pyrite.

Damn, he looked good.

Two representatives of the Harpy Hipbal Brethren sat on his right. First there was Hun Xoc, the one with the smooth, amused face. Hed been Chacals principal blocker, or backcourt man. Then there was a much older blood who looked like a smal er, scruffier version of Ben Grimm, the Thing from The Fantastic Four. I felt a sunbeam of affection for him pass through Chacal, despite or because of the dudes having beaten Chacal within inches of death on several occasions. His name and title clicked into my head: 3 Rol ing, the yoke steward of the Harpy Hipbal Society. The title basical y meant he was the coach. He was Chacals second uncle, and an adopted cousin of 2JS, and his nickname was 3 Bal s, for the simple reason that he was a whole lot mas macho than anybody. Before hed become Chacals mentor and first foster-father, hed been a legendary blocker, never defeated but badly injured in his last game, eighteen war seasons ago. In that game hed gotten pretty messed up on top of the extent to which he was already messed up, and now his left hand was frozen into a nonfunctional claw, and there were only two teeth and one eye poking out between the cauliflower folds of his wide face. But he stil looked like if you got too close to him he might crush your neck in his good hand and rip your head off with his gums. Two local people sat on 2JSs female side, that is, on his left: first, a rustic gentleman in a tal blue cylindrical hat, the little hamlets current burden-bearer. He was a roundhouserthat is, he was one of the class that lived in round huts instead of the squared-off houses the elite lived inand he was way out of his social league in this group, but he stil came off as dignified. Chacal knew him, of course, but he also gave meI mean, me, Jedthe biggest rush of nostalgia Id felt since Id gotten here, since he looked 98 percent like Diego Xola, one of the cofradios from Tozal, the vil age where I grew up. Things hadnt real y changed that much, I thought, or wouldnt. Next to himsitting on the ground, since he didnt rate a matwas my, that is Chacals, biological father. He was a coarse-looking and surprisingly young milpero, with bad teeth and a creased brow from carrying loads with a tumpline.

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