Wizardoms: Eye of Obscurance (Fate of Wizardoms Book 1) by Jeffrey L. Kohanek

Author:Jeffrey L. Kohanek
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9781949382174
Publisher: Fallbrandt Press
Published: 2019-09-30T16:00:00+00:00

23

FASTELLA

Rhoa chewed on her last bite of roast and potatoes, her eyes flicking to Salvon. He had been staring at her for much of the meal.

“I cannot believe so much time has passed,” the old man said. “You have grown into such a lovely young woman.”

After wiping the grease from her mouth with the back of her sleeve, she said, “Thank you for dinner. I was hungry enough to eat a cow.”

Salvon grinned. “So I noticed.” He shook his head. “No need to thank me for the food. Horton, the owner of the inn, agreed to feed you. I did him a favor by remaining an extra night, so he owed me that much.” Salvon leaned close, his eyes gleaming beneath his bushy brows. “They love me here. For five nights, I have had this room packed with locals and travelers.”

Jace was leaning back in his chair, nursing a tall tankard of ale. He had eaten even faster than Rhoa. “They come to hear you tell stories?”

“I am not just a storyteller,” Salvon replied. “I am the best storyteller across the eight wizardoms.”

A snort came from Jace. “I see you don’t lack for confidence, but how can you prove such a statement? Was there some storyteller championship I don’t know about? Did you earn a medal or something?”

Salvon’s grin faded into his beard. “A doubter, I see. Do you believe in anything?”

“I believe in what I can see and what I can touch.”

The old man arched a brow, making Rhoa wonder if it took effort to lift such a weight. “What of the gods? What of the Makers or dragons?”

Jace laughed. “Stories, old man. Those things are all just stories. I live in the real world. Why would I worry about myths, legends, or tales of long ago?”

Salvon glanced over at Rawk, who was turned away from the torchlight. “Perhaps you don’t know all there is to know. From my experience, even the most outrageous stories are rooted in truth. The trick is to discern the embellishment from the facts. A good storyteller knows how to weave both together until the listener cannot tell which is which because they are so captivated by the telling.”

“You aren’t likely to trick me old man, so don’t bother.”

Having had enough of the exchange, Rhoa put her hand on Salvon’s, drawing his attention. “How is it you are still alive? You were dying when I last saw you ten years ago.”

Salvon ran his hand down his face, appearing weary. “Yes. It appeared I was short for this world. When I left you with Stanlin, I departed for the one place I hoped to find a cure for my malady. I set out to find the Seers of Kelmar.”

Even Jace gasped at the man’s statement. “The witches?”

Rhoa had heard stories of the Seers, and none were good. “Did you find them?”

“It took some time, but yes, I did.”

“What happened?”

“What happened is I spent the next eight years in the catacombs of Kelmar. The Seers possess magic unlike wizards.

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