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Authors: Jeffrey Poole
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indentation in the dirt about halfway along the river to the sea. “About here.”
Steve suddenly straightened up and glanced at Sarah, then back to Kornal. “When you mentioned if we needed anything we could stop by Donlari, what do you use for currency?” At Kornal’s blank look, Steve went on. “What do you use for money? If you wanted something, say, some food, how would you pay for it?”
Nilhanu stepped forward. “I believe Steve is referring to our coinage. There are grifs, which are gold; tags, which are silver; and werts, which are iron.” She went back into the house and returned with a small, leather pouch. “Here, we do not have much, but we do have two tags and several werts.”
She reached into the bag and pulled out two silver coins and several iron ones. She offered them to Steve, who started to reach for them when Sarah cut her off.
“ Wait a minute, there’s no way we’re going to take your money. There has to be something we have that… Hold on a sec.” Sarah started patting the pockets in her jeans. She reached into her right front pocket and pulled out the gold coin, the nine-sided crystal disk, and the marble, all taken from the forgotten safe.
“ I forgot about these.” Sarah held out the gold coin. “Is this a grif?”
Both Kornal and Nilanu’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Sarah was confused. “What’s the matter? This has got to be a grif. Look, it has a picture of a griffin on the back of it.”
Kornal was gesturing at the marble.
“ Ye have a jorii! Blessed be the Wizards!!”
“ A what? A jore-eye? What did you call this thing?” Steve picked out the marble from Sarah’s hand and looked at it. The marble was still warm to the touch.
“ Only wizards and kings possess jorii! Ye did not tell us that ye were of noble blood!”
Steve scoffed. “Noble blood? Nope, sorry, we don’t have any royal blood in us. At least, not that I’m aware of. Why? Do you have to be a member of royalty to have one of these?”
Sarah took the marble from Steve. “Exactly what is this? What does it do?”
“ It is a jorii,” Kornal explained, refusing to hold it when Steve offered. “I have only seen one, when I was but a lad. It enhances the jhorun inside of ye and amplifies it. Most jhorun is minor. A jorii is capable of raising the level of yer own jhorun to that of the wizards. Kings and wizards have powerful jhorun, but do not want others to have a level equal or greater to their own, so they hoard their jorii. How did ye get that??”
Sarah held up her hand. “Wait a moment. What exactly is ‘joarrun’?”
Nilhanu tapped her chest. “Jhorun is inside of ye. Every human is born with it. Some manifests itself physically, whereas other jhorun manifest itself without ye even being aware of it. My jhorun enhances pontal. Ye might have noticed them by the door.” She gestured to the “sentinel” flowers Steve and Sarah had seen when they first arrived.
Steve approached the flowers. “You enhanced these? What does that mean? You fertilized them?” Comprehension clearly still eluded him.
“ What I do is raise these from seed, enhance them, and have them perform tasks for me that they otherwise could not do.” Nilhanu started stroking the orange flowers.
Sarah blinked. The flowers were all swaying softly back and forth under Nilhanu’s hand. Understanding was dawning on her.
“ You mean these flowers don’t ordinarily move?”
Nilhanu smiled. “These pontal have been enhanced to warn us of intruders. Did ye not hear them ringing last night when the two of ye arrived?”
“ I do remember that. So these, uh -” Sarah pointed at the orange flowers again, “flowers don’t typically warn the occupants of the house that there are strangers lurking about? What do these, uh, pontal normally do?”
Nilhanu gazed blankly at Sarah. “Do? They share their fragrance with whoever admires them.”
Steve suppressed a chuckle. Sarah fired a dangerous look at him.
“
Steve suddenly straightened up and glanced at Sarah, then back to Kornal. “When you mentioned if we needed anything we could stop by Donlari, what do you use for currency?” At Kornal’s blank look, Steve went on. “What do you use for money? If you wanted something, say, some food, how would you pay for it?”
Nilhanu stepped forward. “I believe Steve is referring to our coinage. There are grifs, which are gold; tags, which are silver; and werts, which are iron.” She went back into the house and returned with a small, leather pouch. “Here, we do not have much, but we do have two tags and several werts.”
She reached into the bag and pulled out two silver coins and several iron ones. She offered them to Steve, who started to reach for them when Sarah cut her off.
“ Wait a minute, there’s no way we’re going to take your money. There has to be something we have that… Hold on a sec.” Sarah started patting the pockets in her jeans. She reached into her right front pocket and pulled out the gold coin, the nine-sided crystal disk, and the marble, all taken from the forgotten safe.
“ I forgot about these.” Sarah held out the gold coin. “Is this a grif?”
Both Kornal and Nilanu’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Sarah was confused. “What’s the matter? This has got to be a grif. Look, it has a picture of a griffin on the back of it.”
Kornal was gesturing at the marble.
“ Ye have a jorii! Blessed be the Wizards!!”
“ A what? A jore-eye? What did you call this thing?” Steve picked out the marble from Sarah’s hand and looked at it. The marble was still warm to the touch.
“ Only wizards and kings possess jorii! Ye did not tell us that ye were of noble blood!”
Steve scoffed. “Noble blood? Nope, sorry, we don’t have any royal blood in us. At least, not that I’m aware of. Why? Do you have to be a member of royalty to have one of these?”
Sarah took the marble from Steve. “Exactly what is this? What does it do?”
“ It is a jorii,” Kornal explained, refusing to hold it when Steve offered. “I have only seen one, when I was but a lad. It enhances the jhorun inside of ye and amplifies it. Most jhorun is minor. A jorii is capable of raising the level of yer own jhorun to that of the wizards. Kings and wizards have powerful jhorun, but do not want others to have a level equal or greater to their own, so they hoard their jorii. How did ye get that??”
Sarah held up her hand. “Wait a moment. What exactly is ‘joarrun’?”
Nilhanu tapped her chest. “Jhorun is inside of ye. Every human is born with it. Some manifests itself physically, whereas other jhorun manifest itself without ye even being aware of it. My jhorun enhances pontal. Ye might have noticed them by the door.” She gestured to the “sentinel” flowers Steve and Sarah had seen when they first arrived.
Steve approached the flowers. “You enhanced these? What does that mean? You fertilized them?” Comprehension clearly still eluded him.
“ What I do is raise these from seed, enhance them, and have them perform tasks for me that they otherwise could not do.” Nilhanu started stroking the orange flowers.
Sarah blinked. The flowers were all swaying softly back and forth under Nilhanu’s hand. Understanding was dawning on her.
“ You mean these flowers don’t ordinarily move?”
Nilhanu smiled. “These pontal have been enhanced to warn us of intruders. Did ye not hear them ringing last night when the two of ye arrived?”
“ I do remember that. So these, uh -” Sarah pointed at the orange flowers again, “flowers don’t typically warn the occupants of the house that there are strangers lurking about? What do these, uh, pontal normally do?”
Nilhanu gazed blankly at Sarah. “Do? They share their fragrance with whoever admires them.”
Steve suppressed a chuckle. Sarah fired a dangerous look at him.
“
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