Ghosts’ Prey, Chapter Thirteen, Part Four

Eris woke first. She opened her eyes to Orrin’s bare back, finding herself nestled as close to him without touching as she could be. She drew back carefully and silently, listening to any change in his breathing. She heard none as she watched the gentle rise and fall of his shoulders. He remained asleep as…

Ghosts’ Prey, Chapter Thirteen, Part Three

The woman returned quickly, huffing and puffing in the Tralis humidity, and abruptly threw a bundle of clothes at them. “Peel off those leathers, put these on.” She sneered at their woods-voln garb. “A second-skin to you, like as not, but watch me not giving a shit!” She had a strange turn of phrase that…

Ghosts’ Prey, Chapter Thirteen, Part Two

They stumbled about in the dark until Eris tripped over the stones of a tumbled down wall. Beyond it was what they at first thought was just another room of the basement but it soon became clear that, as they had to step up and onto it, it was actually the lower floor of another…

Ghosts’ Prey, Chapter Thirteen, Part One

With the swamp around the king’s road came a humid heat that had both Eris and Orrin removing leather bracers and vests, leaving undershirts that were stained quickly by their sweat. And if Orrin had felt more comfortable on the familiar stones of the road, by the mid-day he seemed to be looking longingly at…

Ghosts’ Prey, Chapter Twelve, Part Four

Hunting in Bara had meant scoping out the bustle of the streets, sneaking into the shadows behind the prey, and slinking off with whatever coin or bangle fell quickly into small grubby hands. Hunting for food could mean snatchings from carts and stalls, but more often than not meant digging about in the piles of…

Ghosts’ Prey, Chapter Twelve, Part Three

Two wide set chairs that had once been hacked into shape from the whole girth of a pine-nut tree were placed either side of a simple farm-voln style table. Harl watched as Alnim preened and paced in front of the growing crowd of mountain-voln, barking out the challenge and roaring about his superior strength. He…

Ghosts’ Prey, Chapter Twelve, Part Two

It was as simple as putting one foot in front of the other. Something that they had all been doing on the long path from Emphon, even if they’d be in bad shape while doing it. But for Harl and a few of the others the path upwards through the pine tree covered feet of…

Ghosts’ Prey, Chapter Twelve, Part One

Nirayne’s return from the mountain was heralded by a yell from the man her powder had saved. The tailor was still weak and wore a thick scrap of cloth about his head, but his wits had returned well enough to see the large woman striding down the mountain path before anyone else did. He also…

Ghosts’ Prey, Chapter Eleven, Part Four

The Nuerveld were only just willing to escort them through their woods and towards the road leading to Tralis, and they remained extremely wary of Eris and Orrin. Her harming and healing of the Nuerveld man who’d threatened Orrin had shaken them and they threw concerned glances at their kinsman, staring at where two perfect…

Ghosts’ Prey, Chapter Eleven, Part Three

Orrin made a good travelling companion. Of course, as a part of the firm and then the Atta, she had already spent time walking through the woods-voln lands with him. With the help of the Atta he’d gone from a stumbling city-voln to someone who, if not quite the silent shadow of a woods-voln among…