Dragon Riders of Etrea: A Barbarian Fantasy Adventure by Micky Carre

Author:Micky Carre [Carre, Micky]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-08-05T00:00:00+00:00

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They set up camp for the night between the rocks—once they had dragged away the bodies, of course. After searching the orcs’ belongings, they released the horses into the wild. The orcs didn’t have much that was useful. Mostly just weapons, which they already had enough of.

Two twisted trees were within walking distance, so Henrik spent some time with his knife and wound up with a double armful of branches. A fire would be good tonight.

Tobias grumbled about the travel rations when Rasud pulled them out. He grabbed his bow and said he’d be back with real food.

Henrik and Rasud gathered up enough head-sized rocks to form into a small ring. Within that they arranged some of the branches, and Rasud used magic to light them.

“At least the boulders here will block the wind,” Rasud said, looking around him. “It gets a little chilly at night out here. Windy, too, since there are no trees to block it.”

“Cold air comes down from the mountain at night. At least, I think,” Henrik said. He sat with his back against one of the boulders, resting. Whenever he lost himself in his temper, it always left him incredibly tired for the rest of the day. That, along with being healed from several devastating wounds, and he was ready for sleep.

Tobias returned after two hours with a small antelope over his shoulder. He looked around the rocks for a moment and found one around waist-high, then set the carcass on it and began gutting it.

“At least we’ll have some fresh food,” Henrik said. “Thank you, Tobias.”

“Sure, sure,” he said, methodically carving the animal.

The soldier had been uncomfortable around Henrik since the battle, for which he didn’t blame him. Henrik’s temper was something he struggled to keep under control. He didn’t even fully understand it himself.

“Almost ready,” Tobias said as he walked to where his saddlebags lay on the ground. He grabbed his water skin and used it to wash his hands off, then pulled out a bundle of thin steel bars. He brought them back to the fire and began assembling them.

The steel rods clicked together, forming a simple spit that just fit over their fire. Tobias went back to the antelope carcass and carved off both haunches, then skewered them.

“Any chance for some ribs?” Henrik asked.

Tobias shivered. “I don’t think I ever want to see ribs again after that blow you took earlier.” But he hacked and pulled at the ribs, separating them from the backbone, and added them to their dinner.

After that, Tobias washed his hands again and sat down across from Rasud and Henrik. He focused on their food, turning it every so often.

“So, are we going to talk about what happened?” Tobias asked after a few minutes? “I’ve seen a lot of things in my time, but I’ve never seen a man take a hit like that and keep moving. You should be dead, Henrik. You should have drowned in your own blood after that orc hacked into your side like he was trying to chop down a tree.

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