Orcs First Blood - Legion Of Thunder Part 29

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'Given her reputation as a ruler, that seems a strange ambition.'

'We're orcs and we need a horde. Hers is the only one we fit into.'

Stryke had the distinct impression that Keppatawn didn't believe a word of it. And he feared he might have put a foot wrong by mentioning Jennesta. Everybody knew her character. The centaur could think she was an unsuitable custodian of the star.

So he was surprised when Keppatawn said, 'I don't really care what you want it for. I'd be glad to get rid of the d.a.m.n thing. It's broughtus nothing but ill-luck.' He nodded at the box. 'What do you know of this and its rumoured fellows?'

Stryke latched on to the word rumoured. The centaurs didn't know for a fact that others existed. He made up his mind not to tell them he had any. 'Very little, to be honest,' he replied truthfully.



'That's going to disappoint Hedgestus here. All we know is that they're supposed to have magical powers. But he's been trying to squeeze something out of this one for twenty seasons now without suc-cess. I think it's all lembarr s.h.i.+t.'

Keppatawn wasn't offering information, he was asking for it. Stryke was relieved. A little knowledge could have complicated the situation. 'You said you had some kind of terms laid down for trading the star,' he reminded him, 'and n.o.body's taken them up.'

'Yes. None has even tried.'

'Is it a question of trade? We can offer a large quant.i.ty of prime pellucid for-'

'No. What I require in exchange for the star is a deed, not riches. But I doubt you'll be willing to undertake it.'

'What do you want done?'

'Bear with me while I explain. Have you not wonderedwhere I got the star from?'

'It had crossed my mind.'

'The star and my lameness I got from Adpar, Queen of the nyadd realm.'

Stryke wasn't alone in being surprised by that. 'We always thought her a myth.'

'Perhaps you were encouraged in that belief by her sister, Jennesta. Adpar's no myth.' His hand went to his spoilt leg.

'She's all too real, as I discovered. She just doesn't leave her domain. And few who enter it uninvited come out again.'

'Would you mind telling us what happened?' Coilla said.

'It's a simple story. Like your race, mine has certain rites of pas-sage. When I was a youth I was vain. I wanted to achieve adulthood with a task no other centaur had dreamed of. So I took myself off to Adpar's palace in search of the star. By sheer blind luck I secured the thing, but I paid for it. I escaped with the star and my life, but barely. Adpar employed a spell that left me as you see me. Now instead of using weapons in the field I'm reduced to making them.'

'I'm sorry for your trouble,' Coilla told him. 'But I for one don't understand what you want us to do.'

'Restoring the full use of my body means more to me than anyamount of gems or coin. Or even crystal. It's the only thing I would barter for the star.'

'We're not healers,' Jup reminded him. 'How can we achieve that? Our comrade Alfray here has some curative powers, but-'

'Mending such an injury would be beyond my meagre abilities, I'm afraid,' Alfray put in.

'You misread me,' Keppatawn said. 'Iknow how my condition can be righted.'Stryke swapped puzzled looks with his officers. 'Then how can we be of help?'

'My hurt was magically inflicted. The only cure is itself magical.'

'We aren't wizards either, Keppatawn.'

'No, my friend; had it been that simple I would have engaged the services of a wizard long since. The only thing that will make me whole again is the application of one of Adpar's tears.'

'What?'

There were general murmurs of disbelief from the orcs.

'You're taking the p.i.s.s,' Haskeer reckoned.

Stryke glared at him.

Fortunately, Keppatawn didn't take umbrage. 'I wish I was, Ser-geant. But I speak the truth. Adpar herself let it be known that such was the sole remedy.'

The ensuing silence was broken by Coilla. 'I suppose you've thought of offering her a trade? The star for the return of your health.'

'Of course. Her treachery bars that. She would see it as a way of having both the star back and my life. I was only maimed in the first place because she couldn't kill me. Nyadds are a malicious and vengeful race. As we know too well from the raiding parties that occasionally swim up the inlet to the forest.'

'Let's get this straight,' Stryke said. 'We get you one of Adpar's tears and you'll give us the star?'

'On my word.'

'What would it involve, exactly?'

'A journey to her realm, which lies at the point where Scarrock Marsh blends into Mallowtor Islands. That's only a day's ride from here. But there's trouble there. Adpar makes war on her merz neighbours.'

'They're peace loving, aren't they?' Haskeer asked. He used the word peace like a curse.

'With Adpar so close they've had to learn not to be. And there are disputes over food. The ocean is not immune from the disruption wrought on the supply of magic by humans. We have problems with nature's balance ourselves.'

'Where does Adpar's palace lie precisely?' Stryke wanted to know. 'Can you show us on a map?'

'Yes. Though I fear getting there is by far the easiest part of the task. My father once mounted an expedition with the aim of seizing Adpar. He and all his companions were lost. It was a grievous blow to the clans in its time.'

'No disrespect to your father's spirit, but we're used to fighting. We've handled determined opposition before.'

'I don't doubt it. But that wasn't what I meant about the hardest part. I was wondering how you could induce a stony-hearted b.i.t.c.h like Adpar to produce a tear.'

'The subject's a bit of a mystery to us,' Coilla confessed.

'How so?'

'Orcs don't cry.'

Keppatawn was taken aback. 'I didn't know that. I'm sorry.'

'Because our eyes don't leak?'

'We'll have to think on that aspect of it,' Stryke interrupted. 'But subject to talking this over with my band, we'll give it a go.'

'Youwill?'

'I make no promises, Keppatawn. We'll spy out the land, and if it looks an impossible task we won't go on. Either way, we'd be back to tell you.'

'Possibly,' the centaur remarked in an undertone. 'No slight in-tended, my friend.'

'None taken. You've made the dangers clear.'

'I suggest you rest here tonight and set out on the morrow. And I couldn't help but notice that your weapons are somewhat less than ad-equate. We'll re-equip you with the best we have.'

'That's music to an orc's ears,' Stryke replied.

'One more thing.' Keppatawn slipped a hand into a pocket of his leather ap.r.o.n. He brought out a small ceramic phial and handed it to Stryke.

Alfray studied its exquisite decoration. 'Do you mind if I ask where you got this?'

An expression came to Keppatawn's face that could almost be called bashful. 'Another youthful prank,' he admitted.

20.

Every time he ventured into what he persisted in thinking of as out there, he paid a price. His powers diminished by a small but discernible de-gree. The ability to properly coordinate his thoughts grew poorer.

He hastened his own death.

As he couldn't spend enough time here regenerating between visits, the problem was likely to escalate. Indeed his actions were endangering even here itself.

He dwelt on the very real likelihood that he made no difference by going out. He might even have made things worse, for all that his in-terventions were light and as limited as he could manage.

On the last occasion he almost brought disaster down on their heads. In trying to do the right thing he came near doing wrong again.

But there was no choice. Events were too advanced. And now even the vessels of his own blood were turning on each other. Only unpre-dictable fate prevented catastrophe, and what little he might be able to do. Weary as he felt, he had to prepare to go forth once more, in the guise.

He could have wished for death to remove the burden, but for the guilt engendered by knowing he was responsiblefor so much suffering. And for worse to come.

The sombreness of the gathering was only outweighed by its rising sense of panic.

Adpar lay in a dimly lit coral chamber. She had been placed on a seaweed bed, whose healing properties were thought beneficial, through which water was allowed to ebb in the hope that it too might proverejuvenating. For good measure her body was covered in plump leeches that gorged on her blood in the belief it would thereby be purified.

She was in a delirium. Her lips trembled, and the silent words she mouthed could be made sense of by n.o.body. When semi-delirious she raged against the G.o.ds and, more vehemently, her sibling.

A select group was present, drawn from higher elders, the military's upper ranks and her personal healers.

The chief of all the elders took aside the Head Physician for a whispered conversation.

'Are you any nearer finding the cause of this malady?' he asked.

'No,' the elderly physic admitted. 'All the tests we have tried give no clue. She responds to none of our remedies.' He moved closer, conspiratorially. 'I suspect a magical influence. If it didn't go against all of her Majesty's expressed wishes, when she was able to make them, I would have called in a sorcerer.'

'Dare we disobey and do so anyway? Given that she seems beyond ken of what's happening?'

The healer drew an appraising breath through his scabrous nyadd teeth. 'I know of no manipulator of the magic anywhere near competent enough to deal with this. Not least because she disposed of all the best ones herself. You know how much she dislikes the thought of rivalry.'

'Then can we not summon one from outside the realm?'

'Even if you could find anyone willing to come, there's the question of time.'

'Are you saying she might not survive?'

'I wouldn't care to p.r.o.nounce on that, to be honest. But we have brought back patients with ailments as grave, though granted we knew whatthey were. I can only-'

'No procrastination, please, healer. The future of the realm is at stake. Will she live?'

He sighed, wetly. 'At the moment she is more likely to pa.s.s than stay.' Hurriedly he added, 'Though we are of course making every pos-sible effort to save her.'

The elder looked at the queen's dreadfully pale, sweat-drenched face. 'Can she hear us?'

'I'm not sure.'

They moved back to the bedside. Lesser minions gave them room.

Stooping, the chief elder whispered gently, 'Majesty?' There was no response. He repeated himself in a louder tone.

This time she stirred slightly.

The physician delicately applied a damp sponge to her brow. Her colouring took on a paltry improvement.

'Your Majesty,' the elder said again.

Her lips moved and her eyes flickered.

'Majesty,'he repeated insistently. 'Majesty, you must try to listen to me.'

She managed a faint groan.

'There is no provision for the succession, Majesty. It is vital the issue be settled.'

Adpar mumbled weakly.

'There are factions who will vie for the throne. That means chaos unless an heir is appointed.' In truth he knew she had made sure there were no obvious contenders by the simple expedients of murder and exile. 'You must speak, ma'am, and give a name.'

She was definitely trying to speak now, but it didn't carry.

'A name, Majesty. Of who is to rule.'

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