Chapter 12 Scene 8

by Richard Perkins

Dirk was always amused at the Bazaar. The variety of goods that changed hands at these stalls every harvest boggled the mind. “Ah Dirk! What errand brings you down to our humble town so early in the ‘turn?” Dirk turned to find Geoff the herdsman smiling up at him. “An’ a good morn’ te’ ye [...]

Chapter 12 Scene 7

by Richard Perkins

Devon emerged from the cistern tunnels dripping mud and shivering with cold. The well near the south village gate was in a small square, shaded by the boughs of an ancient oak tree. It was cloaked in its autumn robes of red, orange and gold. And much like the temperatures, the leaves were falling. Devon [...]

Chapter 12 Scene 6

by Richard Perkins

Bernard fumed silently as the wagon creaked to a halt in the fading afternoon sun. The test team had traveled for two days after leaving the Star Seeker’s camp before running into a small wagon train of merchants traveling to Guardian Village. The merchants in the train were from Riverton, a city a few days [...]

Chapter 12 Scene 5

by Richard Perkins

It had been a dark and chilling trip, but Devon made it to the watering post without incident. The underground passageways were surprisingly clear of obstructions and debris. Not for the first time, Devon wondered how these subterranean waterways were maintained. But that was a question for another time. Devon silently paddled down the darkened [...]

Chapter 12 Scene 4

by Richard Perkins

Dirk shook his head as he set down the tankard of ale he had been sipping. He looked at it to be sure, but it was still more than half full. Then he looked back through the leaded glass window at the Inn’s empty back yard. The small leaded panes were wavy and distorted, but [...]

Chapter 12 Scene 3

by Richard Perkins

Crouched on the edge of the roof of Mabel’s Inn, Devon watched the empty lot below him anxiously. The Inn’s back lot shared a well with several of Mabel’s neighbors. The well was fed by a spring, but also connected to a series of rain cisterns scattered throughout the village. One of them happened to [...]

Chapter 12 Scene 2

by Richard Perkins

Dirk stepped out from under the eaves of the porch where he had been sitting a moment before and walked slowly southward on the edge of the village road. He nodded amiably and waved to the villagers that greeted him, blending in with the milling throng. He chatted politely with villagers he knew along the [...]

Chapter 12 Scene 1

by Richard Perkins

Chapter 12: Answer Seeking “The value of intelligence can’t be emphasized enough. A single well trained scout can save the lives of scores of fighters if a commander uses them effectively.” Training Manual of the Soldiers Guild Devon’s heart thundered in his ears. The roof tiles throbbed against his sweat slicked palms. He felt sure [...]

Chapter 11 Scene 8

by Richard Perkins

Light touched his face, too much light for midnight, even with a bright moon and a cloudless sky. He struggled upright and found himself lying across Gunther’s outstretched legs. He had tripped over Gunther! The young air mage was senseless. Simon scrambled to his side, as his head throbbed and darkness swam in from the [...]

Chapter 11 Scene 7

by Richard Perkins

“Gunther. Can you send a message drone to the Council? They must know about this place!” The young air mage was hunched into himself. Simon heard the young air mage’s tortured breathing across the chill, moisture sucking air as though it was his own. He watched Gunther marshal his strength. The tense moment stretched longer [...]