Wars of Irradan (Legends of Gilia Book 6) by RG Long

Author:RG Long [Long, RG]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: epic fantasy
Publisher: Retrovert Books
Published: 2018-07-01T18:30:00+00:00

DWARVES, MEN, WOMEN, and elves all rowed to the shore. Teresa and Wisym shared a boat with Silverwolf, Elen, and Holve. Ealrin rode with Amrolan and Panto. He figured he had received a much shorter stick.

The bear was quite uneasy in the small vessel and, try as he might, Amrolan had a hard time quieting the beast.

“We’re nearly there,” he said as he pulled back his oar through the water. “Just a few more strokes and we’ll be close enough to get out.”

“Not with all that armor,” Ealrin said. “You’ll both drown.”

After several more moments went by, they were able to beach their boat. Panto jumped out as soon as he was able and sped to shore. Amrolan and Ealrin dragged the boat up past the tide line.

Gorplin had come with the other dwarves and they were the second boat to make land.

“Bah,” the dwarf said as he hauled their boat along. “There can’t be much left in there.”

“Gorplin,” Ealrin said, giving the dwarf a look. Amrolan was clearly distraught.

He leapt onto Panto’s back and called back as they rode forward.

“Follow the path you see between the largest trees. I’m going to check on my master.”

The two sped off without waiting for any further word.

Holve and his boat came to shore with Denise and her elves behind them. He walked up beside Ealrin and sighed.

“Have your sword out,” he said.

“You really don’t think there’s something left in there?” he asked, raising his eyebrow.

“With things like they are,” Holve said, taking his spear from his back and twirling it once at his side. “I expect just about anything.”

The group drew their weapons and began to walk into what was left of the forest.

“I’ll stay back with my crew to watch the beach,” Denise said, pointing two elves north and two other south. “We’ll signal if there’s trouble.”

“Please,” Holve said without looking back.

Silverwolf and Wisym went first, followed by Holve and Ealrin.

“We’ll hear anything before you do,” Wisym said.

“Not that we’ll need to with ten of us marching in there,” Silverwolf retorted. “Follow the bear tracks.”

And so they did. There was no longer any ash in the air, though smoke still rose from a fire some way off. The cold was lessened as they started on the path Amrolan had taken. This fire wasn’t as long ago as Ealrin thought.

“It’s still warm,” he said softly.

“Odd,” Holve replied, but didn’t elaborate.

The company walked through the blackened and burned trees cautiously. It didn’t take long to see that they were passing through the remains of a city or, as the elves had called them, gathering. This one was different than the one Ealrin had seen, however. From Elen, he had understood that these gatherings were mostly just a place for the elves to be. They cut down no trees and made no shelter that damaged the forest in anyway.

But this was different.

Here there were stone houses, or what was left of them. Circular stone walls filled the area. Some of them still had the

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