Theft of the Giant's Soul by Mark Cheverton

Author:Mark Cheverton [Cheverton, Mark]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mark Cheverton

The pile of reeds crackled in the flames as a woody smell wafted into the air, the breeze flowing through the passage pushing the ribbons of dark smoke into the air. The passage Brakkus and the scavengers were using had opened into a huge cavern, a large underground lake sitting at the center. Streams of water trickled down the walls of the cave and flowed into the lake, outlets somewhere in the stone letting the water flow out, keeping the water level at a constant height.

Sightless fish swam about in the clear waters, occasionally jumping up into the air, snapping at insects flying just above the surface. The splashes were unnerving in the silent cave. Brakkus kept glancing over his shoulder, expecting to see someone emerging from the lake, his warhammer always close by.

Micca came back from the lake with another armful of brown reeds in her hands, the thin plants growing along the water’s edge. Each was thin and hollow, making them excellent fuel for the campfire.

Karl moved to a far wall and lifted the fake torso off his shoulders. The scavenger threw it to the ground with a thud, then removed the oversized cloak. “I hate wearing that stupid thing.”

“Well, that stupid thing convinced the inhabitants of StoneHold that you were a giant and not a scavenger.” Brakkus smiled at his ingenuity; it was his idea to use the prosthetics.

Micca unstrapped the one sitting on her shoulders and also tossed it to the ground as well. “I’m done with it, too.” She dropped her long cloak atop Karl’s, then stretched her arms and back. “Did you have to make them so heavy?” Her voice clicking on every other word, a mechanism mounted to her throat helping her to speak.

“We didn’t want them falling apart while in StoneHold, did we?” Brakkus chuckled. “I’m not sure how the GiantLegion would have reacted if your heads fell off because they were too flimsy.”

Micca nodded then gave the giant a grin.

Brakkus adjusted the skewer of meat hanging over the fire, drops of grease splattered when they hit the hot stones underneath. The meat sizzled as flames licked their surface with flickering orange tongues.

“Do you have more meat for us?” Karl approached the fire and stared at the succulent meal.

“Of course not. I told you to steal something from the marketplace to eat. Did you?” The giant raised a bushy eyebrow.

“Well . . . umm . . .”

“Well . . . umm . . . I guess you’re going to be hungry for a while.” Brakkus stood, towering over the scavenger, his ten-foot height making the six-foot-high scavenger look like a child. “Maybe you’ll listen to me, Karl, when I tell you what to do. You should realize that—”

“Excuse me.” Micca stepped in front of Karl with two reeds in her hands, an eyeless fish skewered at the end of each, fins and tail still flapping about. She set them on the ground and smiled a satisfied smile, her decaying and discolored teeth reflecting the light from the dancing flames.

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