Females of Vulvar by J K Spenser

Author:J K Spenser [Spenser, J K]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sage Knight Press Ltd.
Published: 2020-04-06T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

The Quest Begins

Time passed quickly. The day the expedition was to depart Thiva for Port Abrago soon arrived. Melriel and I returned to the Hall of Priestesses to meet up with the rest of our party, the six warriors, and their commander my mother had selected to accompany us on the quest.

Gaylia, the Chief Priestess, and my mother, Laena, were outside the hall to see us off. First, Gaylia took me aside, so I might tell her all I’d learned from the journal. I returned the book to her keeping. Since the pages were ancient and fragile, I had no intention of taking it along on a difficult journey. Besides, I had committed to memory the riddle and other details I thought important.

My mother introduced me to the commander of the warriors, whose name I learned was Idril. Idril had long scarlet, wavy hair that cascaded from beneath the silver helmet that sat above her long, attractive, and confident face. Darting gray eyes, set delicately within their sockets, looked at me warily but seemed at the same time to take in all that was happening about us in the street.

Idril wore nothing but the light sliver armour of the Vulvarian warrior and sandals. There was a tall shiny collar around her throat that protected the neck, a molded steel breastplate that covered her breasts, a gleaming cuirass, body armour that protects the torso of the wearer at the waist and hips, and polished steel greaves covering the shins and knees. A wide leather belt about her shapely waist held a leather scabbard and the short double-edged Vulvarian sword called the Rakir.

Idril was a head taller than my own six feet. She possessed a particularly fit and attractive body, which thanks to the trifling coverage provided by the minimalist armour I could well see and appreciate.

Already mounted on their baacaases, the other six warriors all looked similar to their commander. They were all tall, fit, perfectly proportioned females with flowing manes of hair of various colors protruding from beneath their polished helmets. They wore the same nominal armour. The only difference in their accouterments from those of Idril was there helmets were smooth while Idril’s had a crest of stiff baacaas hair dyed red, the color of the warrior's caste. Each carried a round metal shield emblazoned with the “V” like the one I’d seen mounted on the wall of my former apartment. They each also held the Jorja, the seven-foot Vulvarian spear with a hardwood shaft topped by a double-edged pointed steel blade.

“Hail, Tobias Hart,” Idril said.

“Hail, commander,” I said.

“At the outset, to bar any misunderstandings, the Chief Priestess has given me full authority over this expedition,” Idril said. “Only in matters that pertain specifically to the conduct of the search and steps to recover the object of the quest will I defer to your judgment.”

I smiled and nodded. “As a mere male and slave, I expected no less, commander.”

Idril smiled tightly. “Then, we should have no problems getting along.

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