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.The Lion, said Old One, had been reported traveling on a great boar, headedwest through Visdrossa."If you would," Old One said, "I hope you will findhim and stay with him.Communicate to him and for him, be his mind-ears andfar-tongue.He may be at Ferny Cove by the time you can catch him.If any ofour people see him, they'll tell him you're looking for him."***Blue Wing agreed, but he didn't set out at once.He had a nest, so to speak.Not the pile of sticks in which he'd help raise a brood.That had long sincebeen claimed and enlarged by a pair of young eagles.What he now thought of ashome was a small ledge, little more than a niche beneath an overhangonSilverMountain itself, a niche large enough to perch on comfortably.Hispeople sometimes cached things they thought pretty, or interesting, or thathad a personal meaning.And in that nest, covered with sand and pebbles, he'dhidden something he realized now he wanted Macurdy to have.Page 144 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlHe flew there at once.And in the morning, after breakfasting on the remainsof a cougar kill (its owner was sleeping off his own breakfast), Blue Wing gothis polished blue stone.Then he flew with it to the entrance of the king'spalace, where he laid it down and asked to speak with Finn Greatsword.The guards had been instructed to inform the king if Old One came around, butthis wasn't Old One."What's yer business?" asked the senior guard."I am carrying out an errand for your king, and I need his assistance."They let him in then, and with the stone in his beak, the bird rode on thearm of a page to the royal apartment.There he laid the stone on the table infront of His Majesty."I am Blue Wing," he said, "Macurdy's companion when hewas in Yuulith previously.Old One wants me to go to him, to be his mind-earsand far-tongue.And I want to take this stone to him, but I need something inwhich to carry it.It's awkward and burdensome to carry in my beak; it slowsme.And there's always the danger of dropping and losing it."The king stared at the polished blue gem."My people," Blue Wing went on, "have little of what yours call 'talent.' Butwhen I saw this, I felt sure it was enchanted."He cocked his head, his obsidian eyes on the dwarf."I took it from atallfolk skeleton on theScrubCoast beach, a skeleton so long, I suspect now itwas one of the invaders'."Cautiously the king picked it up, and examined it by lamplight."Yer right,"he said, "it is enchanted.It's far the most powerful stone I've ever touchedor seen.And it never formed in the earth, I'll tell ye that.Like the bestswords, it was created by wizardry, with a spell added at every step." Helooked up at Blue Wing."Not protection spells, or curses.Something &neutral.But very powerful." He put it down again."Myself, I wouldn't keep itaround, rare though it is.The Lion, though he's said to have killed LordQuaie in a contest of magicks.And to have killed a troll this very Six-Monthby calling down lightning from the sky.So you may be right.It may besomething he can use."Turning, he called toward the door, and a servant came in."Send Glinnuth tome.Have her bring sewing things, and some light, tough cloth.Spider silkwould be right.I need a sack made, big enough for this." He gestured at thestone."With a drawstring," he added.The dwarf lad scurried off."This could," the king said, "prove good or ill.We'll let the Lion decide for himself.To me he seems a lot more lucky thanunlucky."The comment did not reassure Blue Wing.Among his people it was a truism thatthose whose luck ran heavily to the good would pay for it eventually.In the Rude Lands, Macurdy had been eating routinely at inns along thehighway, often going unrecognized.For when he wished, he used his concealmentspell lightly, leaving him visible, but easy to overlook.Meanwhile Vulkanwaited or foraged invisibly outside.This allowed Macurdy to listen, insteadof answering questions.Reports of the invaders had penetrated theRudeLands ,news worrisome but sparse [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.The Lion, said Old One, had been reported traveling on a great boar, headedwest through Visdrossa."If you would," Old One said, "I hope you will findhim and stay with him.Communicate to him and for him, be his mind-ears andfar-tongue.He may be at Ferny Cove by the time you can catch him.If any ofour people see him, they'll tell him you're looking for him."***Blue Wing agreed, but he didn't set out at once.He had a nest, so to speak.Not the pile of sticks in which he'd help raise a brood.That had long sincebeen claimed and enlarged by a pair of young eagles.What he now thought of ashome was a small ledge, little more than a niche beneath an overhangonSilverMountain itself, a niche large enough to perch on comfortably.Hispeople sometimes cached things they thought pretty, or interesting, or thathad a personal meaning.And in that nest, covered with sand and pebbles, he'dhidden something he realized now he wanted Macurdy to have.Page 144 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlHe flew there at once.And in the morning, after breakfasting on the remainsof a cougar kill (its owner was sleeping off his own breakfast), Blue Wing gothis polished blue stone.Then he flew with it to the entrance of the king'spalace, where he laid it down and asked to speak with Finn Greatsword.The guards had been instructed to inform the king if Old One came around, butthis wasn't Old One."What's yer business?" asked the senior guard."I am carrying out an errand for your king, and I need his assistance."They let him in then, and with the stone in his beak, the bird rode on thearm of a page to the royal apartment.There he laid the stone on the table infront of His Majesty."I am Blue Wing," he said, "Macurdy's companion when hewas in Yuulith previously.Old One wants me to go to him, to be his mind-earsand far-tongue.And I want to take this stone to him, but I need something inwhich to carry it.It's awkward and burdensome to carry in my beak; it slowsme.And there's always the danger of dropping and losing it."The king stared at the polished blue gem."My people," Blue Wing went on, "have little of what yours call 'talent.' Butwhen I saw this, I felt sure it was enchanted."He cocked his head, his obsidian eyes on the dwarf."I took it from atallfolk skeleton on theScrubCoast beach, a skeleton so long, I suspect now itwas one of the invaders'."Cautiously the king picked it up, and examined it by lamplight."Yer right,"he said, "it is enchanted.It's far the most powerful stone I've ever touchedor seen.And it never formed in the earth, I'll tell ye that.Like the bestswords, it was created by wizardry, with a spell added at every step." Helooked up at Blue Wing."Not protection spells, or curses.Something &neutral.But very powerful." He put it down again."Myself, I wouldn't keep itaround, rare though it is.The Lion, though he's said to have killed LordQuaie in a contest of magicks.And to have killed a troll this very Six-Monthby calling down lightning from the sky.So you may be right.It may besomething he can use."Turning, he called toward the door, and a servant came in."Send Glinnuth tome.Have her bring sewing things, and some light, tough cloth.Spider silkwould be right.I need a sack made, big enough for this." He gestured at thestone."With a drawstring," he added.The dwarf lad scurried off."This could," the king said, "prove good or ill.We'll let the Lion decide for himself.To me he seems a lot more lucky thanunlucky."The comment did not reassure Blue Wing.Among his people it was a truism thatthose whose luck ran heavily to the good would pay for it eventually.In the Rude Lands, Macurdy had been eating routinely at inns along thehighway, often going unrecognized.For when he wished, he used his concealmentspell lightly, leaving him visible, but easy to overlook.Meanwhile Vulkanwaited or foraged invisibly outside.This allowed Macurdy to listen, insteadof answering questions.Reports of the invaders had penetrated theRudeLands ,news worrisome but sparse [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]