- A little bit more! Tobius wheezed, gasping with fear. - Almost!..The little "Frederica" slowly curved around the dragon's neck along the widest radius, while managing not to roll over.- Let's go! Let's go!— What are you yelling at?! He will hear you! the captain growled.— In this cacophony?!- He's a dragon!He's a sea dragon! He hears in the water, but here for him everything is the same noise! We passed! He's at the stern! Tobius almost wept with happiness.- Dash down, let them turn on the waver!- No!- What does "no" mean? “The captain isn't used to hearing that word on his ship, but over the last week the damned wizard has fed him those 'no's to the point of 'can't'. "We must leave as quickly as possible!" Waver...“You don’t fucking understand how a wave runner works!” This dragon is attran! He picks up two hundred knots without effort, with one stroke of fins! The wave runner will only attract him with vibration! Attrans feel the vibration with their whole body! ..Sud
"What's wrong with that eye?" she asked Umraz.“I don't know, ma'am, he's a passenger, not from the crew.“I was born like this,” Tobius explained in good melodic Scandi, “with cat eyes. It's not a disease, it's a mutation.The warrior furrowed her brows.“Don’t breed on Ora,” she said rudely, “we don’t need such deformities for nothing. Although such a frail youngster like you, hardly anyone will like it.While the wizard was tall and broad-shouldered, the woman was a quarter of a head taller than him, and even slightly broader in the shoulders, so it made good sense to think that way.“I won’t,” the wizard smiled, not at all embarrassed.Having received the duty, the Orians went home, and the lodars opened the way for the schooner to the port.“This is where our paths diverge, wisest one [A common man's address to a magician in Dimoris.],” Tomeh Belza said with a sigh, walking along the pier, “or what?“Disperse, brother Tom,” Tobius nodded.- Have you changed your mind? Perhaps you
“Here, now it’s like new.” Goodbye.As he made his way across the hall to his table, Tobius was acutely aware of the attention of others.- Hold on.- Well, you and frukht, the wisest! - Smiling broadly, almost dancing on the spot, Tom Belza began to pull on his things. “They say the truth about you Riva wizards—you are like those orcs!”- Firstly, either "Rivne" or "Rives". The word "Rivne" denotes our origin from the kingdom of Riven as representatives of the craft, but as a people we are Rivs, not Rivs. Secondly, if I wanted everyone to know that I was a magician, I would have yelled at the top of my lungs about it myself. And thirdly, why orcs?!- Well, sorry, sorry! Belza was fully dressed and sat back at the table. “I keep forgetting. Are you mad at me?“I don't take offense at anyone, Tom. Resentment is the lot of children who have small, insignificant worries. Now I just think that I drew attention to myself for no particular reason. I don't need it at all.The gray master wai
A troop of female warriors cordoned off a nickel around the gate, guarding ten bulky, low-sleigh covered sledges. Huge white deer with long hair were restless in the teams. Most of them sported not yet so large, but new horns that had already grown in order in the spring. The animals exhaled clouds of steam and constantly moved, trying to keep warm, although in addition to their native wool, they also wore thick woolen blankets. The men climbed into the sledge, arguing loudly about who would sit where, on two rows of seats facing one another. Balakhas Erdevind and Mongo Buschenglaf chose the most comfortable sleigh, as it seemed to them, and let only their closest relatives inside. It seemed that over the past time, these two had become friends in some sense, although they arrived on Ora in search of the same treasure, which could not be divided in half.Accompanied by a convoy of five dozen reindeer riders, the sledge caravan moved further north, to the halls of Jofrid's horsemen, in
The guests left the sleigh with noise and laughter. They stretched stiff limbs, talked loudly and were just glad that they could get to Cardenwig, which seemed so warm and safe. They were shown the way to the hall of the konani, and the guests hurried through the open gates, from which the hot and inviting smell of food poured out.- Wow, finally!Don't rush, Tom. The wizard wrapped himself in mimicry and exhaled a thick cloud of white vapor. The frost was getting stronger. Look around and remember everything.— Yes you what, the wisest?“Listen, we voluntarily entered a well-fortified and guarded castle. On the one hand, tall walls, on the other, an abyss, there is only one gate. Judging by the size of the barracks, there are at least a thousand guards alone, and most likely twice as many. The guard guards Kardenvig, and the squad accompanies the horses on campaigns, I read the description of the local way of life in the history of Kalebdin ... Now Yofrid is here, in the fortress, wh
“How cold it is here… I don’t understand how they can live on this cursed island! However, this is not so important! I was able to get to Cardenwig without incident, had to look away from these women, hide and steal food, but I still got there! However, you can’t stay here: the old woman has eyes everywhere, and they are already looking for me! I'll try to collect food for the journey - I need to run! Now just west. On Ora, inhabited by people, there is nowhere to hide an entire library. If you're reading this, then you've made it here too. Be careful! The best thing to do is run now!”Tobius bit his lip thoughtfully as he reread the message. If his predecessor hadn't perished here, then he had gone further... west? Coming out from behind the stag, the wizard looked towards the chamber.The gates of the banquet hall were wide open, and half-drunk suitors walked out of them, accompanied by the Orians, in clubs of warm fragrant steam. They walked with songs and laughter, stomping loudly
But the frivolity of the Oryek was feigned. Since his “cell” was in the barracks, there could be no shortage of guards by definition. In addition, the room in which the southerner was locked up was filled with spirits. Dozens of small ephemeral entities, probably drawn from some small thing like a stone, an icicle, something else. For the magician, these little things did not pose the slightest threat, he would have dispersed them with one Invisible Gong, but then, he had no doubt, the old woman, without pity or warning, would pounce on him with everything she had. And she was strong, many times older, more experienced and more cunning than a young reev. Tobius had strong doubts about his victory in the battle with Orza. So I decided to sit quietly and not touch the spirits.Sleeping on a hard bed was surprisingly comfortable. Having been captured, the master for the first time since the day of descent to the Ori coast was able to sleep properly, and then eat. Waking up, he saw next t
“I picked her up, that means a deer, pulled her out, and she attacked me with a dagger!” Well, I drove my forehead into her cheekbone. And so our love began.- It's very romantic!“Yeah, whistle more,” Yorman smiled, “suddenly I’ll believe it!” I'm not a local fool who sighs at the thought of a strong woman, behind whom is like behind a stone wall! I was a Reeve, and they called me Martan until they called me an Orian and named Yormen. Leave the romance for my sons, who squeal like young brides at the sight of horsemen's warriors, ugh, muslin kitchen peasants!Yorman was clearly not delighted with the way his sons had grown up, although he loved them.“Sometimes I feel like I’ve done a lot myself…”“You can’t say for you,” the wizard hastened to assure, “if I met you at home, I would try to bypass you, away from sin.”“Uh-huh, and here I’m exactly the damned cook, while my fool goes on military campaigns and squeezes herself there with her subordinate women, deviant wiggle-tail!” Yorm