The Sundered Arms (Dungeons & Dragons Novel) by T. H. Lain

Author:T. H. Lain [Lain, T. H.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
ISBN: 9780786965090
Publisher: Wizards of the Coast Publishing
Published: 2013-07-09T00:00:00+00:00

At last Tordek pried open his scorched eyelids and blinked away the gummy residue of his eyelashes. The ceiling of the mineshaft sped by at incredible speed as they plunged down the steep slope. Despite his pain, he recognized immediately that they were piled onto a flat, wheelless ore sledge plummeting down an inclined tunnel.

“Who is steering this thing?” he shouted.

“There’s steering?” cried Lidda, straddling his armored chest. She kept enough of her wits to strike another sunrod, which she waved to and fro in her search for a brake, a wheel, a lever, anything to guide or slow their descent.

Tordek wriggled and shoved, but not so hard as to send Vadania or Devis over the side of the sledge. At last he managed to turn over on his stomach and look forward instead of straight up. They were sliding so fast that the new vantage was no more reassuring. He barely glimpsed side passages and rotten wooden braces to either side as they sped past.

“This is going to hurt when we stop,” suggested Devis. “A lot.”

“You can be the first to jump off!” snapped Tordek.

The bard shut his mouth and concentrated, thinking of a spell that might help them, Tordek hoped. At last he shrugged and quickly sang the cat’s grace spell that he had cast on Lidda earlier, but this time on himself.

Vadania craned her neck to peer at the ceiling.

“What are you looking for?” yelled Tordek.

“Roots!” she shouted back. “Do you see any roots?”

At her words, all four of them scanned the walls for any sign of roots, but Tordek knew it was a vain hope.

“We’re too deep!” he cried.

“I’m out of ideas,” she replied.

At that, the walls and ceiling disappeared.

“What does that mean?” yelled Devis. “We’re in a bigger area! Is that good?”

The sledge slowed. The hissing of its passage gradually declined to a deep, grating sound. Soon it was quiet enough that they could hear their own sighs of relief.

“Thank Fharlaghn!” said Devis.

“Thank Moradin,” insisted Tordek. He rose to his knees and peered ahead as the sledge ground forward over the gravel slope. He opened his mouth to shout a warning, but it was too late.

“Thank Yondaaaaahhhh!” screamed Lidda as they plunged over the edge and fell into a black abyss.

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