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No more than a couple hundred people could have lived there. The barns were small and the livestock few. Smoke puffed out several of the small chimneys, and the smell of baked bread and hot stew lingered in the air.
Nath’s mouth watered. He didn’t admit it, but he was just as hungry as Brenwar. He wasn’t going to mention it. He still couldn’t believe Brenwar had.
He had better not be going soft on me.
Many of the small, gabled houses had empty porch fronts, aside from one, where three men were standing outside, talking and smoking their pipes. The talking came to a stop as soon as Nath and Brenwar crossed their line of sight. Nath’s keen ears picked up one man’s whisper to another, “Fetch the magistrate.”
A lanky figure scurried across the street and vanished into the shadows. It left the remaining two men on the porch all alone to face Nath and Brenwar.
“Let me do the talking,” Nath said softly to Brenwar.
“Aye.”
CHAPTER 14
Rerry and Samaz were faced with a difficult decision. What to do with Scar and his men? The choice was simple: knock them out and leave them or bring them along. Bringing them along would only slow their pace. Letting them go would bring more elves in pursuit. It was a no-win situation, but in the end, Rerry and Samaz took the elves as their captives.
Once his hands and his soldiers’ hands were secured behind their backs, Scar said, “You two don’t know what you’re doing, do you. Have you even taken anyone prisoner before? I venture to say no.”
“Just because you haven’t done something before doesn’t mean you aren’t any good at it.” Rerry kept Scar’s own sword lowered on the elf’s back. “Just keep walking and stop talking.”
“It might help if you mentioned where we were going,” Scar fired back. “And remember, you’re going to need to feed us.”
“Feed you!” Rerry said. “You left us to starve to death in that dungeon back there.”
“Orders are orders.”
“I’ve got an order for you.” Rerry sliced the rapier through a branch, cutting the limb clean. “Mind your tongue or lose it.”
Scar started laughing. “You’re a child. You wouldn’t hurt anybody.”
Rerry lifted his arm to strike the elf in the back of the head.
“Rerry!” Samaz said.
“What?”
“Are you planning on dragging him through the woods? Leave him be. He’s just trying to be annoying.” Samaz had the other two elven soldiers at sword point.
“He doesn’t have to try,” Rerry replied. “He just is.”
Scar let out another chuckle. His voice wasn’t as elegant as those of most elves. He was gruff. “Fine, boys. I’ll cooperate. But it wouldn’t hurt to mention where we’re going.” He eyed the sky. “South is good. South is Elome in the furthest, but I can’t imagine why you’d be going there.”
“It’s not your concern where we’re going.” Rerry shoved the soldier forward.
Scar stumbled onto a knee. Slowly, he got back up again.
A pair of hummingbirds with bright green feathers zipped by Rerry’s face and into the trees. “That was strange.”
“That’s a bad sign,” Scar said.
“You’re a bad sign.” Rerry shoved the man in the back again. “And quit buying time by falling down. You’re an elf. Elves don’t trip, especially not in the woods. A deer would trip before we did.”
“As you say.” Scar moved on, head down, stepping up his pace.
Rerry didn’t mind the faster pace. Behind him, Samaz and the other soldiers weren’t having any trouble keeping up. They weaved their way through the forest, dodging the trees and ducking the branches. In all truth, Rerry wasn’t entirely sure what he was doing. He wasn’t equipped to handle this situation. It was encumbering. Beyond encumbering.
What have I gotten us into?
He got a closer look at Scar’s backside. The man’s hands were tied behind his back with elven twine. The soldier’s palms were showing swordsman’s callouses thicker than
Nath’s mouth watered. He didn’t admit it, but he was just as hungry as Brenwar. He wasn’t going to mention it. He still couldn’t believe Brenwar had.
He had better not be going soft on me.
Many of the small, gabled houses had empty porch fronts, aside from one, where three men were standing outside, talking and smoking their pipes. The talking came to a stop as soon as Nath and Brenwar crossed their line of sight. Nath’s keen ears picked up one man’s whisper to another, “Fetch the magistrate.”
A lanky figure scurried across the street and vanished into the shadows. It left the remaining two men on the porch all alone to face Nath and Brenwar.
“Let me do the talking,” Nath said softly to Brenwar.
“Aye.”
CHAPTER 14
Rerry and Samaz were faced with a difficult decision. What to do with Scar and his men? The choice was simple: knock them out and leave them or bring them along. Bringing them along would only slow their pace. Letting them go would bring more elves in pursuit. It was a no-win situation, but in the end, Rerry and Samaz took the elves as their captives.
Once his hands and his soldiers’ hands were secured behind their backs, Scar said, “You two don’t know what you’re doing, do you. Have you even taken anyone prisoner before? I venture to say no.”
“Just because you haven’t done something before doesn’t mean you aren’t any good at it.” Rerry kept Scar’s own sword lowered on the elf’s back. “Just keep walking and stop talking.”
“It might help if you mentioned where we were going,” Scar fired back. “And remember, you’re going to need to feed us.”
“Feed you!” Rerry said. “You left us to starve to death in that dungeon back there.”
“Orders are orders.”
“I’ve got an order for you.” Rerry sliced the rapier through a branch, cutting the limb clean. “Mind your tongue or lose it.”
Scar started laughing. “You’re a child. You wouldn’t hurt anybody.”
Rerry lifted his arm to strike the elf in the back of the head.
“Rerry!” Samaz said.
“What?”
“Are you planning on dragging him through the woods? Leave him be. He’s just trying to be annoying.” Samaz had the other two elven soldiers at sword point.
“He doesn’t have to try,” Rerry replied. “He just is.”
Scar let out another chuckle. His voice wasn’t as elegant as those of most elves. He was gruff. “Fine, boys. I’ll cooperate. But it wouldn’t hurt to mention where we’re going.” He eyed the sky. “South is good. South is Elome in the furthest, but I can’t imagine why you’d be going there.”
“It’s not your concern where we’re going.” Rerry shoved the soldier forward.
Scar stumbled onto a knee. Slowly, he got back up again.
A pair of hummingbirds with bright green feathers zipped by Rerry’s face and into the trees. “That was strange.”
“That’s a bad sign,” Scar said.
“You’re a bad sign.” Rerry shoved the man in the back again. “And quit buying time by falling down. You’re an elf. Elves don’t trip, especially not in the woods. A deer would trip before we did.”
“As you say.” Scar moved on, head down, stepping up his pace.
Rerry didn’t mind the faster pace. Behind him, Samaz and the other soldiers weren’t having any trouble keeping up. They weaved their way through the forest, dodging the trees and ducking the branches. In all truth, Rerry wasn’t entirely sure what he was doing. He wasn’t equipped to handle this situation. It was encumbering. Beyond encumbering.
What have I gotten us into?
He got a closer look at Scar’s backside. The man’s hands were tied behind his back with elven twine. The soldier’s palms were showing swordsman’s callouses thicker than
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