By Loren L. Coleman
The military of Kern "Wolf-Eye" has been scattered, and because the useless are buried, the tribes assemble to settle on new leaders.
To end up his worthy, Kern needs to search out the home of Crom, the place rests a weapon of legend that may kill any guy, beast, or god. For in his middle he is familiar with that no longer all glory lies at the battlefield, and that there's no sacrifice too nice to sing one final music of victory.
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Both of the men looked pale, the mud spatters that covered them dark by contrast. “General,” Othel said to Reht, as his horse turned a circle, neighed, and pawed the earth. Enken tossed Othel a waterskin. The scout took a long draw then wiped his mouth. “Report,” Reht said. “It is cool within the fog and grew cooler as we advanced,” Othel said. “Visibility is poor but light can cut through it. ” “As did I,” Phlen agreed, nodding. Othel passed him the waterskin and he drank. Othel said, “We rode in half a league and encountered nothing.
The priest stood a hand taller than Reht, and a stone heavier. “Your commander, which means you follow my orders. ” More spit. “He is. But in this army, you answer to me first, to your god second. Otherwise, you ride off now. ” “You disliked Vors. ” “I hated him passionately,” Reht said, eliciting a growl from Kelgar. “But he was a soldier in this army. My army. ” The Talassan stared into Reht’s eyes, measuring him. Reht gave no ground. Finally the priest smirked, stepped back, and nodded. No spit.
Home,” Cale shouted in answer. ” It was also in the center of the storm. They stood in the meadow not far from the small cottage where Cale had lived with Varra. The sentinel elm, towering over them, whispered and creaked in the wind, sizzled in the rain. The furniture Cale had made from deadwood lay overturned in the grass. The wildflowers Varra had planted were browned and dead on the stalks. The window shutters and door of the cottage flapped in the gusts, all of them beating as if in anger against the cottage’s walls.