Jackal Among Snakes
Chapter 128
Corentin sat in a group of near eight others, in the same house that he had just had his discussion with Argrave. The other southron elves were grizzled, scarred warriors just as he was—obvious war veterans. They were in a loose circle, some standing, some sitting.
“So, just as Durran did, this new arrival claims to have met my daughter?” one asked, a man with a missing nose.
“Yeah,” Corentin nodded, looking out towards the door. “Same tale as Durran, too. Gebicca was crushed beneath rocks. Same accounts. Only difference…” Corentin turned his head back. “Argrave brought Brumesingers with him. Seems to have tamed them, too.”
The warriors all looked greatly intrigued by this. One, who leaned against Corentin’s wall, asked, “How?”
“I don’t know,” Corentin shook his head.
“You didn’t ask?” the man pressed.
“What am I, a damned interrogator? You ask him,” Corentin crossed his arms and shook his head.
“What good are you, old bastard?” the man with the missing nose asked.
“Least I can still smell things, Morvan,” Corentin returned with a laugh. “You go outside, that cavity you call a nose fills up with sand. What kind of desert warrior loses to sand?”
Some of the others joined the man in laughter.
“You one-eyed prick,” Morvan leaned forward, a smile on his face.
“Let’s stay serious,” another man interjected—though he seemed the oldest, he was the least scarred. All of the others heeded his words at once. “Save the banter for when we don’t have an unexpected visitor. This man, Argrave, claims to be working with the Lord of Copper. This deserves serious treatment.”
Corentin raised his hands. “Of course, Florimond.”
Florimond looked about. “What is he doing right now?”
Someone stalked to the door of Corentin’s house. “Looks like… he’s letting the Brumesingers play with the children.”
That brief little description immediately made everyone stir.
“Either he’s not a bad guy, or he’s damned good at tugging the heartstrings,” Morvan shook his head.
“This is someone working for the Vessels,” another warrior posited. “With the intent to betray them, too. Maybe he’s a paragon. Maybe he’s a good actor.”
That sobered some of the warriors up, and their smiles faded somewhat.
“But what he’s saying—that the southern tribals are going to attack with the help of the Lord of Copper—it does match with what Durran told us. Everything matches,” Corentin ceded.
“Did you tell him anything about Durran? About the proposition the man’s made to us?” Florimond questioned.
“You think I’m stupid?” Corentin put a hand to his chest. “I kept my mouth shut, tried to let him say his piece.” Corentin lowered his hand.
“And that warrior with him?”
don’t know. Probably the type of guy I’d avoid on the battlefield.
anything, craven moron,” Morvan crossed his
are,” Corentin gestured towards the no-nosed elf. “His hand’s bigger
sunk back into his
to say to this guy?” Florimond looked around.
would we?” Corentin crossed his
from that. I do think we need to
his,” Morvan raised his hand. “Doesn’t matter if he can manipulate the Lord of Copper if he’s a drooling imbecile. If
“Didn’t want to say this, because it’s just conjecture on my end. I brought this,” he pulled out the black cube with glowing purple runes on
told him,”
daughter had never seen one of those,” Morvan disagreed. “Smart girl, but… too young,” he shook his head, then lowered his gaze to the
grew quiet, as though to comfort the man’s loss. Someone patted him on the shoulder, but no words were exchanged—they didn’t
embarrass me by staying quiet,” Morvan finally broke the silence, shaking his head. “Keep talking, you
chuckled. Florimond heeded Morvan’s advice, continuing, “So—we ask him questions, try
the entire room
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in this place. I can hear nothing,” Galamon shook
runes,” Argrave explained. “They help with
little balls of lightning, the southron elven children
you like children?” Galamon
“No,” said Argrave immediately.
looked down.
fine,” Argrave shrugged. “I don’t want to deal with other people’s children. Nephews, nieces,
“Sons, daughters?” he pressed.
scoffed and shook his head. “Wrong time to even
cannot control where the mind wanders,”
crossed
wasn’t ready,
him. He bit his lip, considering a question. Before he could ask it, he spotted a decent crowd moving towards them. The old warriors of the southron elves moved
their age, injuries… these men are full of
they skilled?” Argrave questioned, though
alone. None can,” Galamon
skilled,” Argrave told Galamon.
eye
to be pitied. Some were missing hands or had gruesome scars across their bodies—Morvan ‘No-Nose’
either sensing his nervousness or simply tired of playing with the southron elf children, rushed across the field and took refuge
be Argrave,” Florimund greeted. “And those creatures…” he eyed one of the Brumesingers, who kept their golden
must be
hand. He was missing a pinky. “Corentin
man had time to process his grief since Corentin had
He’s known for a while
Argrave could conjure was that Morvan had been informed a long time ago. The southron elf locked himself away for a week in ‘Heroes of Berendar.’ Considering everyone else’s personality had remained the same, there
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