November 1, 2020 • 33 mins
Imagine Game of Thrones, but Neanderthals never died off
It’s 1107, and the once-great Neanderthal empire is no more, laid waste by the dark Sapien king, Isaac, the same bastard who slaughtered the Thal queen’s young heirs. A brutal reversal of medieval power forged in blood and fueled by Sap ingenuity.
But one babe escaped the mad king’s wrath.
Raised the son of a simple Thal herder, Maralek’s a rough lad with the ferocious pride and temper of his ruined people, a scorn for rules and rulers, and less than a little creativity in his thick skull. In a word, your average Neanderthal.
And life’s livable, until King Isaac resumes his bloodthirsty crusade, and Maralek’s forced into slaving shackles. Then, a rowdy caravan, a mysterious gypsy, a whispered prophecy… A whirlwind of devastation and war as his master is murdered, his fate unwoven, and his world ripped asunder in an epic battle to end all.
Neanderthal King is a historic epic YA fantasy by renowned science fiction and fantasy author, Matt Ward, that features savage twists and darker secrets, raging kings and enslaved heirs, and an audaciously ambitious coming of age quest set in an alternative medieval Europe. If you love Brandon Sanderson, Ursula le Guin, or Robin Hobb, or explosive high and low fantasy classics like Lord of the Rings, the Kingkiller Chronicles, and the Earthsea Cycle, you’ll love this heroic historical tale.
For more information, to purchase the complete audio adventure or to download the entire technothriller free with a free trial of Audible, visit neanderthalking.com
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Want to follow along with Maralek's adventure? For a limited time, grab your FREE illustrated map of Tharkal and the six kingdoms of Sapdom by visiting mattwardwrites.com/map.
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More information on the author at mattwardwrites.com.
It’s 1107, and the once-great Neanderthal empire is no more, laid waste by the dark Sapien king, Isaac, the same bastard who slaughtered the Thal queen’s young heirs. A brutal reversal of medieval power forged in blood and fueled by Sap ingenuity.
But one babe escaped the mad king’s wrath.
Raised the son of a simple Thal herder, Maralek’s a rough lad with the ferocious pride and temper of his ruined people, a scorn for rules and rulers, and less than a little creativity in his thick skull. In a word, your average Neanderthal.
And life’s livable, until King Isaac resumes his bloodthirsty crusade, and Maralek’s forced into slaving shackles. Then, a rowdy caravan, a mysterious gypsy, a whispered prophecy… A whirlwind of devastation and war as his master is murdered, his fate unwoven, and his world ripped asunder in an epic battle to end all.
Neanderthal King is a historic epic YA fantasy by renowned science fiction and fantasy author, Matt Ward, that features savage twists and darker secrets, raging kings and enslaved heirs, and an audaciously ambitious coming of age quest set in an alternative medieval Europe. If you love Brandon Sanderson, Ursula le Guin, or Robin Hobb, or explosive high and low fantasy classics like Lord of the Rings, the Kingkiller Chronicles, and the Earthsea Cycle, you’ll love this heroic historical tale.
For more information, to purchase the complete audio adventure or to download the entire technothriller free with a free trial of Audible, visit neanderthalking.com
--
Want to follow along with Maralek's adventure? For a limited time, grab your FREE illustrated map of Tharkal and the six kingdoms of Sapdom by visiting mattwardwrites.com/map.
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More information on the author at mattwardwrites.com.
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of winnies and nights cluttered the dustystreets as stege reared and armed, red
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cloaked riders glared at villages. Severalof the bigger bastards rounded us up,
brandishing swords and barking orders. Butthey hadn't seen me. I snuck behind
the waters, toward our house andran to our one window. Two nights
held yelanic and vulgaric hostage. Anothersearched the place, tossing our weapons in
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a disgraced heap in the center ofthe room. Shop buggers even thought to
look under the kitchen bench and foundto spare daggers. Damn Yolenic always said
sapiens were too damned crafty. Ihad to get them out of here,
had to think. Heavy hand clampedto my shoulder, where do you think
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you're going? I spun, raisingfists. Wasn't going down without a fight.
A gauntlet slammed my stomach and knockedthe wind out of me. The
stout, long armed knight with afat face, turned his weapon on me,
pricked my throat. They're gonna loveyou in the mines. A tingle
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shot through my bones. Not theminds anything but that. But what was
sap Knight's doing here anyway? Isized the bastard up. He was taller
than I'd expected. He laughed andshook his head. You luck could never
hide your emotions, haven't you heardKing's on the movie again? Conquered Carrenkol
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fortnight before last, headed to Nelneas we speak, he was too far
to jump him. Plus with theblade, I had the height and weight
advantage, but my reach was nomatch even without his sword. Another night,
black haired and vile with a crookednose and girly beard appeared, ruining
my plans. They forced me intoour house and shoved me into a chair.
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Stubby yanked my hands behind my backand clamped iron cuffs on my wrist
before jerking me to stand. Girlybeardflared as sneer and raised his sword.
No one reacted, so he kneedYelanic's stomach. The frail elder crumbled,
and Alaric leaped forward, shouldering thechicken foot bastard to the floor. I
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stepped in front of my little brother, heart pounding as the other knight swung
at Alaric. The blade took hisforearm and I lashed out as a muffled
scream escaped Laric's determined lips. Theother night stabbed him twice from behind.
I shattered the fiend's jaw and senthim flying. Even as alaric spilled out
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over the floor, A club implodedmy head throbbing, agony, fury,
confusion. I fell, hard,brightness, pain. I was shirtless,
bent over the whipping block, blooded, hands cuffed on either side, A
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divided crowd of bitter silence and roaringgears. The blonde Knight stepped forward,
beaded scourge in hand, chicken skinrippled my exposed back. As fear threatened.
My clan looked on horrified eyes,angry eyes, silent hatred. You're
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lucky, boy, the big Knightsmirked. I'd have killed you if you
weren't. It's a fine specimen,perfect for the markets, too valuable to
kill. Twenty lashings or two.Show him his bass, Royce. Someone
yelled, more taunting laughs, whichquieted to silent anticipation. As my body
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tensed, Royce stepped towards me andswung the cutting scourge. Braced myself,
arched my back. Blinding torment rivetedthrough me, writhing spasms, heart thundering,
an impossible race, again and again, another brain ending agony as the
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lashing continued. But I wouldn't cryout, wouldn't beg or whimper as rage
engulfed me. Saved me at last, the leering cur dropped the triple strung
torture. It's time to go.Someone unhooked my chains and I collapsed to
the dusty earth. A slave,but never a coward, struggling in sweat
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soaked, bloody torment, dirt bitingat my wounds, A helps nothing as
my legs buckled once more, Abroken slave, a failure. A guard
jerked me to my feet and shovedme into the manacle procession. I'd never
thought it could happen to us.All day along the bumpy road to yours,
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every step was misery. Sunbeat downon my carved back in raw burns,
as my shirt's fabric lacerated me.We got there as locals who were
getting slapped into cuffs and kicked aroundin a similar fashion. Overheated, parched,
body broken, But I said nothing. Wouldn't give them the satisfaction.
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Two headless bodies lay in the centerof the village eldermen. The other villagers
moved like sheep as arrogant knights raidedtheir stores and gorged on bore venison and
beef, drinking and splashing ale ina righte merry time. But Alaric was
gone dead, not even earthed.We spent a horrible night in tossing sickness
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alongside the road, as nights feastedon stolen sweets, lying in my own
filth and bile. Reduced to nothingless than a man, it was hard
not to pine for earlier times.We'd been dominant once, according to Yelanic,
but that had been long ago.Still, how had it come to
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this? Two nights a few pacesfurther down were eyeing several of the finer
tall women. I clenched my fistand signaled, Jalik, over come here,
I whispered. We'd heard the rumorssap men harming tall women worse than
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rape thanks to the pestilence. Butnot her, not my sister. I
wouldn't let that happen. She rolledtoward me, creased face, saying everything
eyes like serving plates compared to hernormal cool. Terrified but too stubborn to
ask. I clenched my hand intoa fist and smashed her pretty face once
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twice, again, contorting gilt asher eyes swelled shut and blood spilled down
her lips. Thanks, she grunted. Once we'd stemmed the bleeding, she
was unrecognizable, almost as hideous asour captors. I was listening to the
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bastards earlier. She said, they'retaking us to a khaj, the slave
houses, supposedly better prices. Hervoice fell as a night came, glowered
over us and gave me a goodkick. Spasms rocked me. Sh sleep
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tall, you'll need it. You'llbe on your feet allmorrow. Another booted
kick and he was gone. JLex swollen eyes darted to the nearest nights.
I wiped bloody knuckles and said nothing. It had to be done.
Hopefully it had work. A minutelater, a short night dragged a redhead
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tall to her feet and his bodyyanked another. The women's men stood,
but a slash to one man's stomachdeadened the resistance in all of us,
as his innards spilled raw acid fillingthe ear. Or was still after that,
so began my life as a slave. The following nacktime we reached a
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kaj, the endless straightaway up.The sprawling city was packed SAPs and tall
alike carts. Ands headed for themarkets. Hundreds of tall like us clapped
in irons. So many people andSAPs everywhere. Several made me recoil and
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all glared back behind, turned upnoses, ugly noses. Most of them
ignored us as we got closer.A realization the SAP women. There was
something off about them. Long billowedcloaks instead of trousers and shirts, and
puffed up hair pulled back or styledin the most impractical way. They giggled
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as we passed. Spineless excuses forwomen, but the knight's heads can't wheeled
to admire their wide bottoms and hips. Passed a carter. Akaja's great stone
wall came into view, massive,least five men high a city, an
actual walled city looked impenetrable. Yetthe walls weren't tall, built, rough
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edges and uneven ramparts. Shoddy SAPquality archers and crossbowmen stood like statues atop
the walls. Our captors waved,and more eagle crested knights rode to meet
us, touched their heads in somestrange greeting before eyeing us, smiled as
they counted our number, and ledus toward giant arched gates on the east
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side of the city. Guards atattention with long pipes scrutinized any who wished
to pass. The largest of thelot, still small by tall standards with
cruel blue eyes the beginnings of abeard and a lofty air. Stepped forward
and barred away. Yeah, papers, he rasped. The prick who kicked
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me, pulled a scroll from hispocket and handed it to him. Spoils
of Isaac's conquests. I'd slit histhroat when I had the chance. Just
needed to find a blade. Thegatekeeper nodded, hurry, I'm down to
port. May still be able toregister for Morrow's bidding. Knuckles nodded and
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prodded as faster through the portcullis andwaiting gated door. It was impossible not
to marvel at the absurder, normity, and grandeur of the city and gods.
It was loud, whinnies tramped,and people rushed every which way,
paved roads actually paved in cobblestone,and most buildings built to last. Nothing
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like home. The three and fourstory buildings were terrifying, practical mountains.
Everything reached of shite and urine.Merchants and food vendors hawked baubles alongside streets,
and we passed a seedy brothel,topless women at the door, waving
as chickens pecked crumbs at their feet. A lute rang in the distance,
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and a clanging smithy wasn't far either. Several SAPs spat at us, and
one flung a rusty chamber pot,but missed. At last the port.
It was huge, an endless woodenmooring. In the middle was a platform.
Atop it. A silken man heldthe cuffs of a hulking tall and
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shouted to the crowd, do Iheard ten beads? Ten fervent hand shot
up, twenty several fell, thirty, several more, twenty five two stubborn
hands remained despite the fortune forty.A well dressed, mustachioed man in green
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cried his opponent, a young,dark skinned African, cured a black lip
and spun on his heel, disappearinginto the madness. The wheeze light auctioneer
descended the steps with his burly guards. They led the big tall to his
new owner, and colorful beads changedhands. The auctioneer fingered the edges for
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the tell tale royal seal. Ofcourse, once satisfied, he smiled and
put the eagle crested beads into hischange purse with a toothy grin. He's
all yours. Muscled brutes shoved thechained man to his new owner, who
snapped his polished fingers the cuffs,remove them. The auctioneer's greedy jaw slacked.
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What why here? The buyer ranthick fingers through his dark mustache with
a knowing smile. My slaves loveworking for me, live much better with
me than without. I've nothing tofear. What's your name? He offered
his small hand to the hairy giantin an odd gesture, not the forearm.
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The tall's dark eyes were weary ashe peered at the man's outstretched palm.
He took it. Tajek, Nopleasure, tajak. The name's William,
William Wolf. Now let's get outof here. The two disappeared,
and our captors began a heated discussionwith the auctioneer. In the end,
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we were dragged to a dreary buildinga bow's shot from the crude auction house.
Inside was woodwalled and bear save athin layer of fortnight. Old hay
place stank of lost hope in emptydespair, but that might have been the
shite in the corner. Once theKnights left, we could talk. Vulgarrick
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and Yolenic came to check on us. Yeolenic tried to reassure me, but
his voice was weak. We knewit wouldn't end well. What were those
SAP women wearing? I asked tochange the subject. The old man chuckled,
gowns. SAPs believe men and womenare different for some reason, not
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just having babies. He shrugged,weary shoulders. You'd have to ask them.
Tired eyes flickered to the massive gratesover the door and slittered windows.
We had to get out of here. He wouldn't last are passing in the
fields, let alone the minds.I smashed my cuffs on the hard stone
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floor as echoing vibrations of pain rackedmy body again before Yolanic stopped me.
It's no use, boy, it'shard iron. He slumped to the floor
as I pried at the bonds,brain wheels spinning pointless muddy circles as I
strained for an answer. But nothing, not a bloody lash of nothing.
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But at least we were alive.It could be worse. I must have
fallen asleep because of a garrick.Awoke me with a jabbing prod and grabbed
my hand. Mary Alec, Shewhispered, There's something I've been meaning to
tell. The door thudded open,and her eyes widened. She shrank away
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as the auctioneer and his thugs pouredin, yelling threats and brandishing clubs.
Four would be sleepers were ripped totheir feet. I caught my creator's eye
and gave her a look, butshe was pale. A slight shake of
her head silenced me. As theysplit us into groups of five or six.
What was that all about? Mygroup, which included j Aleck,
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Vogeric and Tyreek, was chosen first. A knobbed club prodded me through the
bustling streets of Aromas that tortured myshriveled stomach to the ominous overhang and inverted
gallows. A decent crowd filled thesquare courtyard, old and young alike.
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Many watched from a distance as ifwe were cattle to be weighed, judged
and slaughtered. Disgusting, at leastnone of the guard's eye Gaelic swollen face.
We climbed the steps toward a ballbellied auctioneer. He strode forward and
yelled to the crowd, who shoutedback. A quick spill, and the
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action began their day's excitement, theend of our freedom, vul Garrett grabbed
my hand once more, Merrileich,you're not really The auctioneer's rough shove froze
her tongue as she stumbled onto anelevated box. He made her spin twirl
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and walked the stage, starting thebidding at fifteen beads for twenty. She
was gone from my life, soldto a fat Ninnie on the far right.
She mouthed thing as they dragged heraway. But what had been so
important for Garrick had spent her lastwords, God's damn it. I was
never good at reading lips. Tyrekwas next, but didn't draw much interest.
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No surprise there, some haggard tailortook a chance on the old man
for twelve. Without warning, atouchy guard dragged jay Alex behind and led
her forward. Her face tauntened andmy heart froze. Do it, jay
Aleck. She walked towards the platformwithout so much as a quiver until the
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cat call started. The beard hadbastard made to reach further, and she
smacked his hand away, smashing achained elbow into his soft face as he
fumbled for his club. Laughter andcheers from below. All right, very
bitch, someone yelled, Sander tothe mines. Another roared as the auction
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master hurried forward with two more guards, repeated blows to the head and chest.
Down to my sister, bloody andyet still fighting. Looks like we've
got another for the games, thefat slaver announced with a smile. Better
earn her, damn keep not likethe last ones. He grabbed jay Alec's
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hair and pulled her to her feet, smacked her behind as well. Shall
thank lads me beads are on twodogs. He dropped her back to the
hard platform and turned to walk backto the rest of our group. As
she sprang to her feet, shufflesprinted towards him. Dove was about to
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tackle him when the red arrow hither, caught her in the throat.
I pulled forward for the impossible bounds, felt the yank on my manacled legs,
and tumbled four paces from her sprawlingbody, peering into the heartless crowd
searching for the bowman. Back toher expiring form, Crimson death everywhere.
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The auctioneer screamed for order, andRoyce bounded up the platform steps, bow
in hand, watch your back nexttime. A smile between friends as my
stomach salad burning, anger and rageclenching, fists trembling. As someone ripped
me to my feet pushed me towardthe stage, everything was a bleary haze
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of red. Where was for Garrick? My gaze fell on jaylic head spun,
saw the bowman's twitchy fingers, arrowready, forced myself to remain calm
as prices flew. Before I knewit, a guard pulled me towards the
shouting mob. The body was gone, but not the pain, not like
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it was with my creator. ForGarrick, she'd live on, learned to
adapt, but she'd always been thefire that raged too bright, burnt itself
out, clearing my spinning brain wheels. As the mustar showed man came forward,
William wanted to hate him, wantedto blame him, but couldn't.
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He took thirty two beads from aleather purse and handed them to the ruddy
auctioneer as his men removed my pinchingshackles and feeling returned to my bitter limbs.
Looks like we'll be working together,William said, as he extended a
hand and asked my name. Seemedto be the sap way of introducing one's
self. I took it and shookit in the sapway. No forearm a
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ninnied limp of a thing. Ispun to where she'd fallen, and William
grabbed my shoulder. Don't jest withme, boy, don't even think of
running. I may be a decentowner, but I can be sharp as
steel, understood. I nodded,and after two more hours of bidding,
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during which time he made a handfulof losing offers, we left. So
where you're from, Mayor Alec,William asked, once we were far enough
from the crowd to hear ourselves.Think near Kurak. I didn't know the
name. Somehow it never seemed importantuntil now, A slight flushing embarrassment,
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but he didn't ask more. YouKorak originally, but father brought us to
Adwar when we were kids. Slackto you, tall little isle off the
coast of boot better a business,par always said he was right. He
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proceeded to tell me all about histrade company Timber to the kingdoms of North
Africa and al Guru and metals andminerals from their minds and forges. With
our kingdoms constantly expanding and at war, it's a literal bead rush, weapons,
food, supplies, men, goodbusiness. War that would suit my
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hand traced a long gone sword strapat my hip as visions of brutal glory
flooded me. Is that what youneed slaves for war? He shook his
head. Trade, not battle,ships to load and unload, port work
security, looking to establish new supplylines. Timber's been short and our African
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partners want to keep business booming.We'll head south in a couple of days.
A mangy brown hound skirted a carterand jumped in front of us.
I leapt back, chest pounding asI fumbled for my non existent sword.
I took another step back as Williammoved toward the beast like a madman,
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rubbed behind its hideous ears and evilgrowl escaped as it licked his hand.
Sire, I whispered. The wolfhoundleaned towards me, and I retreated further.
William laughed, forgot your kind don'tlike dogs? For good reason.
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The fangs were raised a sharp andBarrack's trembling face flashed before me. His
poor brother, Why are you touchingit? Legs bending, readying myself.
Its neck looked weak. In caseit sprang, I'm petting it. She
likes it, The dog moaned again, a grim smile of a thing.
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I grimaced and William chuckled. Herose and led the way into a confused
mishmash of newly constructed alleys and crooked, narrow side streets. I struggled to
squeeze through a shouldered slog until wereached a faux gold tavern with a Chester
barmaid on the blue door. Itsstank of alcohol and piss in here,
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William grabbed the wine bottle handle andpulled the door open. We stepped into
the dim, dingy room. Noneof the candles or chandeliers lit. The
place had a heavy feel and wetterstench. Barely mid day, not even
knack, but several scags nursed deepmugs at two round tables in the far
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corner. The rest was empty andquiet. They looked up at us and
their eyes narrowed. What's it doinghere? The bleary eyed chunker asked.
Several others barked similar slurs, whichWilliam dismissed with a wave of hand and
a twitchy smile. Say what youwill about tall brains. He's built to
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workers ship. Chunky nodded and gotback to his bier and a heated debate
about the upcoming games. Betcher,they don't even last four dogs. Naw,
I'm telling you, his ugly friendreplied, least six. Those tall
bastards looked tough, real animal brutes. Swallowed hard as a heavy remorse filled
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my stomach. Joy Alec's throatless corpse, Royce's royal bow. She never stood
a chance. What are the odds, William asked, hesitantly, five to
one. They don't make it pastthree dogs. Not sure about the record.
No one's ever survived eight. Ican tell you that, William nodded,
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fingers tapping before stopping himself. Heheaded for the backstairs without a word
to the tavern owner, and thefloor creaked as we stepped off the spiral
steps. My feet died in thehallway as a horrific realization hit me,
A swooping fall in my sinking gut. The third floor. We were on
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the third floor. I'd never beenon a second, racing myself as I
peered through warped windows. The cobblestonelooked at least a dozen stone throws away.
Stomach tightening as I warred to keepthe fear from my face. At
the end of the hall, Williamproduced a silvered key and opened the door
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to the right. We went in. Small candles in the corner, far
from the dried hay cast flickering blows. The big, tall Tajak sat on
a bench in the middle of theroom, and another, a short,
stocky woman with a strong lip anda heft of a nose, lay on
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the floor. Tajek Odanik. Thisis Merrilech, Merrilech. Meet Odanik and
Tajek Soon William l He said he'dunlocked the door when it was time for
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cloaked riders glared at villages. Severalof the bigger bastards rounded us up,
brandishing swords and barking orders. Butthey hadn't seen me. I snuck behind
the waters, toward our house andran to our one window. Two nights
held yelanic and vulgaric hostage. Anothersearched the place, tossing our weapons in
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a disgraced heap in the center ofthe room. Shop buggers even thought to
look under the kitchen bench and foundto spare daggers. Damn Yolenic always said
sapiens were too damned crafty. Ihad to get them out of here,
had to think. Heavy hand clampedto my shoulder, where do you think
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you're going? I spun, raisingfists. Wasn't going down without a fight.
A gauntlet slammed my stomach and knockedthe wind out of me. The
stout, long armed knight with afat face, turned his weapon on me,
pricked my throat. They're gonna loveyou in the mines. A tingle
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shot through my bones. Not theminds anything but that. But what was
sap Knight's doing here anyway? Isized the bastard up. He was taller
than I'd expected. He laughed andshook his head. You luck could never
hide your emotions, haven't you heardKing's on the movie again? Conquered Carrenkol
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fortnight before last, headed to Nelneas we speak, he was too far
to jump him. Plus with theblade, I had the height and weight
advantage, but my reach was nomatch even without his sword. Another night,
black haired and vile with a crookednose and girly beard appeared, ruining
my plans. They forced me intoour house and shoved me into a chair.
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Stubby yanked my hands behind my backand clamped iron cuffs on my wrist
before jerking me to stand. Girlybeardflared as sneer and raised his sword.
No one reacted, so he kneedYelanic's stomach. The frail elder crumbled,
and Alaric leaped forward, shouldering thechicken foot bastard to the floor. I
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stepped in front of my little brother, heart pounding as the other knight swung
at Alaric. The blade took hisforearm and I lashed out as a muffled
scream escaped Laric's determined lips. Theother night stabbed him twice from behind.
I shattered the fiend's jaw and senthim flying. Even as alaric spilled out
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over the floor, A club implodedmy head throbbing, agony, fury,
confusion. I fell, hard,brightness, pain. I was shirtless,
bent over the whipping block, blooded, hands cuffed on either side, A
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divided crowd of bitter silence and roaringgears. The blonde Knight stepped forward,
beaded scourge in hand, chicken skinrippled my exposed back. As fear threatened.
My clan looked on horrified eyes,angry eyes, silent hatred. You're
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lucky, boy, the big Knightsmirked. I'd have killed you if you
weren't. It's a fine specimen,perfect for the markets, too valuable to
kill. Twenty lashings or two.Show him his bass, Royce. Someone
yelled, more taunting laughs, whichquieted to silent anticipation. As my body
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tensed, Royce stepped towards me andswung the cutting scourge. Braced myself,
arched my back. Blinding torment rivetedthrough me, writhing spasms, heart thundering,
an impossible race, again and again, another brain ending agony as the
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lashing continued. But I wouldn't cryout, wouldn't beg or whimper as rage
engulfed me. Saved me at last, the leering cur dropped the triple strung
torture. It's time to go.Someone unhooked my chains and I collapsed to
the dusty earth. A slave,but never a coward, struggling in sweat
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soaked, bloody torment, dirt bitingat my wounds, A helps nothing as
my legs buckled once more, Abroken slave, a failure. A guard
jerked me to my feet and shovedme into the manacle procession. I'd never
thought it could happen to us.All day along the bumpy road to yours,
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every step was misery. Sunbeat downon my carved back in raw burns,
as my shirt's fabric lacerated me.We got there as locals who were
getting slapped into cuffs and kicked aroundin a similar fashion. Overheated, parched,
body broken, But I said nothing. Wouldn't give them the satisfaction.
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Two headless bodies lay in the centerof the village eldermen. The other villagers
moved like sheep as arrogant knights raidedtheir stores and gorged on bore venison and
beef, drinking and splashing ale ina righte merry time. But Alaric was
gone dead, not even earthed.We spent a horrible night in tossing sickness
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alongside the road, as nights feastedon stolen sweets, lying in my own
filth and bile. Reduced to nothingless than a man, it was hard
not to pine for earlier times.We'd been dominant once, according to Yelanic,
but that had been long ago.Still, how had it come to
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this? Two nights a few pacesfurther down were eyeing several of the finer
tall women. I clenched my fistand signaled, Jalik, over come here,
I whispered. We'd heard the rumorssap men harming tall women worse than
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rape thanks to the pestilence. Butnot her, not my sister. I
wouldn't let that happen. She rolledtoward me, creased face, saying everything
eyes like serving plates compared to hernormal cool. Terrified but too stubborn to
ask. I clenched my hand intoa fist and smashed her pretty face once
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twice, again, contorting gilt asher eyes swelled shut and blood spilled down
her lips. Thanks, she grunted. Once we'd stemmed the bleeding, she
was unrecognizable, almost as hideous asour captors. I was listening to the
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bastards earlier. She said, they'retaking us to a khaj, the slave
houses, supposedly better prices. Hervoice fell as a night came, glowered
over us and gave me a goodkick. Spasms rocked me. Sh sleep
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tall, you'll need it. You'llbe on your feet allmorrow. Another booted
kick and he was gone. JLex swollen eyes darted to the nearest nights.
I wiped bloody knuckles and said nothing. It had to be done.
Hopefully it had work. A minutelater, a short night dragged a redhead
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tall to her feet and his bodyyanked another. The women's men stood,
but a slash to one man's stomachdeadened the resistance in all of us,
as his innards spilled raw acid fillingthe ear. Or was still after that,
so began my life as a slave. The following nacktime we reached a
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kaj, the endless straightaway up.The sprawling city was packed SAPs and tall
alike carts. Ands headed for themarkets. Hundreds of tall like us clapped
in irons. So many people andSAPs everywhere. Several made me recoil and
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all glared back behind, turned upnoses, ugly noses. Most of them
ignored us as we got closer.A realization the SAP women. There was
something off about them. Long billowedcloaks instead of trousers and shirts, and
puffed up hair pulled back or styledin the most impractical way. They giggled
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as we passed. Spineless excuses forwomen, but the knight's heads can't wheeled
to admire their wide bottoms and hips. Passed a carter. Akaja's great stone
wall came into view, massive,least five men high a city, an
actual walled city looked impenetrable. Yetthe walls weren't tall, built, rough
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edges and uneven ramparts. Shoddy SAPquality archers and crossbowmen stood like statues atop
the walls. Our captors waved,and more eagle crested knights rode to meet
us, touched their heads in somestrange greeting before eyeing us, smiled as
they counted our number, and ledus toward giant arched gates on the east
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side of the city. Guards atattention with long pipes scrutinized any who wished
to pass. The largest of thelot, still small by tall standards with
cruel blue eyes the beginnings of abeard and a lofty air. Stepped forward
and barred away. Yeah, papers, he rasped. The prick who kicked
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me, pulled a scroll from hispocket and handed it to him. Spoils
of Isaac's conquests. I'd slit histhroat when I had the chance. Just
needed to find a blade. Thegatekeeper nodded, hurry, I'm down to
port. May still be able toregister for Morrow's bidding. Knuckles nodded and
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prodded as faster through the portcullis andwaiting gated door. It was impossible not
to marvel at the absurder, normity, and grandeur of the city and gods.
It was loud, whinnies tramped,and people rushed every which way,
paved roads actually paved in cobblestone,and most buildings built to last. Nothing
(15:39):
like home. The three and fourstory buildings were terrifying, practical mountains.
Everything reached of shite and urine.Merchants and food vendors hawked baubles alongside streets,
and we passed a seedy brothel,topless women at the door, waving
as chickens pecked crumbs at their feet. A lute rang in the distance,
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and a clanging smithy wasn't far either. Several SAPs spat at us, and
one flung a rusty chamber pot,but missed. At last the port.
It was huge, an endless woodenmooring. In the middle was a platform.
Atop it. A silken man heldthe cuffs of a hulking tall and
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shouted to the crowd, do Iheard ten beads? Ten fervent hand shot
up, twenty several fell, thirty, several more, twenty five two stubborn
hands remained despite the fortune forty.A well dressed, mustachioed man in green
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cried his opponent, a young,dark skinned African, cured a black lip
and spun on his heel, disappearinginto the madness. The wheeze light auctioneer
descended the steps with his burly guards. They led the big tall to his
new owner, and colorful beads changedhands. The auctioneer fingered the edges for
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the tell tale royal seal. Ofcourse, once satisfied, he smiled and
put the eagle crested beads into hischange purse with a toothy grin. He's
all yours. Muscled brutes shoved thechained man to his new owner, who
snapped his polished fingers the cuffs,remove them. The auctioneer's greedy jaw slacked.
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What why here? The buyer ranthick fingers through his dark mustache with
a knowing smile. My slaves loveworking for me, live much better with
me than without. I've nothing tofear. What's your name? He offered
his small hand to the hairy giantin an odd gesture, not the forearm.
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The tall's dark eyes were weary ashe peered at the man's outstretched palm.
He took it. Tajek, Nopleasure, tajak. The name's William,
William Wolf. Now let's get outof here. The two disappeared,
and our captors began a heated discussionwith the auctioneer. In the end,
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we were dragged to a dreary buildinga bow's shot from the crude auction house.
Inside was woodwalled and bear save athin layer of fortnight. Old hay
place stank of lost hope in emptydespair, but that might have been the
shite in the corner. Once theKnights left, we could talk. Vulgarrick
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and Yolenic came to check on us. Yeolenic tried to reassure me, but
his voice was weak. We knewit wouldn't end well. What were those
SAP women wearing? I asked tochange the subject. The old man chuckled,
gowns. SAPs believe men and womenare different for some reason, not
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just having babies. He shrugged,weary shoulders. You'd have to ask them.
Tired eyes flickered to the massive gratesover the door and slittered windows.
We had to get out of here. He wouldn't last are passing in the
fields, let alone the minds.I smashed my cuffs on the hard stone
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floor as echoing vibrations of pain rackedmy body again before Yolanic stopped me.
It's no use, boy, it'shard iron. He slumped to the floor
as I pried at the bonds,brain wheels spinning pointless muddy circles as I
strained for an answer. But nothing, not a bloody lash of nothing.
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But at least we were alive.It could be worse. I must have
fallen asleep because of a garrick.Awoke me with a jabbing prod and grabbed
my hand. Mary Alec, Shewhispered, There's something I've been meaning to
tell. The door thudded open,and her eyes widened. She shrank away
(20:22):
as the auctioneer and his thugs pouredin, yelling threats and brandishing clubs.
Four would be sleepers were ripped totheir feet. I caught my creator's eye
and gave her a look, butshe was pale. A slight shake of
her head silenced me. As theysplit us into groups of five or six.
What was that all about? Mygroup, which included j Aleck,
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Vogeric and Tyreek, was chosen first. A knobbed club prodded me through the
bustling streets of Aromas that tortured myshriveled stomach to the ominous overhang and inverted
gallows. A decent crowd filled thesquare courtyard, old and young alike.
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Many watched from a distance as ifwe were cattle to be weighed, judged
and slaughtered. Disgusting, at leastnone of the guard's eye Gaelic swollen face.
We climbed the steps toward a ballbellied auctioneer. He strode forward and
yelled to the crowd, who shoutedback. A quick spill, and the
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action began their day's excitement, theend of our freedom, vul Garrett grabbed
my hand once more, Merrileich,you're not really The auctioneer's rough shove froze
her tongue as she stumbled onto anelevated box. He made her spin twirl
(21:48):
and walked the stage, starting thebidding at fifteen beads for twenty. She
was gone from my life, soldto a fat Ninnie on the far right.
She mouthed thing as they dragged heraway. But what had been so
important for Garrick had spent her lastwords, God's damn it. I was
never good at reading lips. Tyrekwas next, but didn't draw much interest.
(22:15):
No surprise there, some haggard tailortook a chance on the old man
for twelve. Without warning, atouchy guard dragged jay Alex behind and led
her forward. Her face tauntened andmy heart froze. Do it, jay
Aleck. She walked towards the platformwithout so much as a quiver until the
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cat call started. The beard hadbastard made to reach further, and she
smacked his hand away, smashing achained elbow into his soft face as he
fumbled for his club. Laughter andcheers from below. All right, very
bitch, someone yelled, Sander tothe mines. Another roared as the auction
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master hurried forward with two more guards, repeated blows to the head and chest.
Down to my sister, bloody andyet still fighting. Looks like we've
got another for the games, thefat slaver announced with a smile. Better
earn her, damn keep not likethe last ones. He grabbed jay Alec's
(23:19):
hair and pulled her to her feet, smacked her behind as well. Shall
thank lads me beads are on twodogs. He dropped her back to the
hard platform and turned to walk backto the rest of our group. As
she sprang to her feet, shufflesprinted towards him. Dove was about to
(23:41):
tackle him when the red arrow hither, caught her in the throat.
I pulled forward for the impossible bounds, felt the yank on my manacled legs,
and tumbled four paces from her sprawlingbody, peering into the heartless crowd
searching for the bowman. Back toher expiring form, Crimson death everywhere.
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The auctioneer screamed for order, andRoyce bounded up the platform steps, bow
in hand, watch your back nexttime. A smile between friends as my
stomach salad burning, anger and rageclenching, fists trembling. As someone ripped
me to my feet pushed me towardthe stage, everything was a bleary haze
(24:25):
of red. Where was for Garrick? My gaze fell on jaylic head spun,
saw the bowman's twitchy fingers, arrowready, forced myself to remain calm
as prices flew. Before I knewit, a guard pulled me towards the
shouting mob. The body was gone, but not the pain, not like
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it was with my creator. ForGarrick, she'd live on, learned to
adapt, but she'd always been thefire that raged too bright, burnt itself
out, clearing my spinning brain wheels. As the mustar showed man came forward,
William wanted to hate him, wantedto blame him, but couldn't.
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He took thirty two beads from aleather purse and handed them to the ruddy
auctioneer as his men removed my pinchingshackles and feeling returned to my bitter limbs.
Looks like we'll be working together,William said, as he extended a
hand and asked my name. Seemedto be the sap way of introducing one's
self. I took it and shookit in the sapway. No forearm a
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ninnied limp of a thing. Ispun to where she'd fallen, and William
grabbed my shoulder. Don't jest withme, boy, don't even think of
running. I may be a decentowner, but I can be sharp as
steel, understood. I nodded,and after two more hours of bidding,
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during which time he made a handfulof losing offers, we left. So
where you're from, Mayor Alec,William asked, once we were far enough
from the crowd to hear ourselves.Think near Kurak. I didn't know the
name. Somehow it never seemed importantuntil now, A slight flushing embarrassment,
(26:26):
but he didn't ask more. YouKorak originally, but father brought us to
Adwar when we were kids. Slackto you, tall little isle off the
coast of boot better a business,par always said he was right. He
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proceeded to tell me all about histrade company Timber to the kingdoms of North
Africa and al Guru and metals andminerals from their minds and forges. With
our kingdoms constantly expanding and at war, it's a literal bead rush, weapons,
food, supplies, men, goodbusiness. War that would suit my
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hand traced a long gone sword strapat my hip as visions of brutal glory
flooded me. Is that what youneed slaves for war? He shook his
head. Trade, not battle,ships to load and unload, port work
security, looking to establish new supplylines. Timber's been short and our African
(27:34):
partners want to keep business booming.We'll head south in a couple of days.
A mangy brown hound skirted a carterand jumped in front of us.
I leapt back, chest pounding asI fumbled for my non existent sword.
I took another step back as Williammoved toward the beast like a madman,
(27:56):
rubbed behind its hideous ears and evilgrowl escaped as it licked his hand.
Sire, I whispered. The wolfhoundleaned towards me, and I retreated further.
William laughed, forgot your kind don'tlike dogs? For good reason.
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The fangs were raised a sharp andBarrack's trembling face flashed before me. His
poor brother, Why are you touchingit? Legs bending, readying myself.
Its neck looked weak. In caseit sprang, I'm petting it. She
likes it, The dog moaned again, a grim smile of a thing.
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I grimaced and William chuckled. Herose and led the way into a confused
mishmash of newly constructed alleys and crooked, narrow side streets. I struggled to
squeeze through a shouldered slog until wereached a faux gold tavern with a Chester
barmaid on the blue door. Itsstank of alcohol and piss in here,
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William grabbed the wine bottle handle andpulled the door open. We stepped into
the dim, dingy room. Noneof the candles or chandeliers lit. The
place had a heavy feel and wetterstench. Barely mid day, not even
knack, but several scags nursed deepmugs at two round tables in the far
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corner. The rest was empty andquiet. They looked up at us and
their eyes narrowed. What's it doinghere? The bleary eyed chunker asked.
Several others barked similar slurs, whichWilliam dismissed with a wave of hand and
a twitchy smile. Say what youwill about tall brains. He's built to
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workers ship. Chunky nodded and gotback to his bier and a heated debate
about the upcoming games. Betcher,they don't even last four dogs. Naw,
I'm telling you, his ugly friendreplied, least six. Those tall
bastards looked tough, real animal brutes. Swallowed hard as a heavy remorse filled
(30:18):
my stomach. Joy Alec's throatless corpse, Royce's royal bow. She never stood
a chance. What are the odds, William asked, hesitantly, five to
one. They don't make it pastthree dogs. Not sure about the record.
No one's ever survived eight. Ican tell you that, William nodded,
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fingers tapping before stopping himself. Heheaded for the backstairs without a word
to the tavern owner, and thefloor creaked as we stepped off the spiral
steps. My feet died in thehallway as a horrific realization hit me,
A swooping fall in my sinking gut. The third floor. We were on
(31:06):
the third floor. I'd never beenon a second, racing myself as I
peered through warped windows. The cobblestonelooked at least a dozen stone throws away.
Stomach tightening as I warred to keepthe fear from my face. At
the end of the hall, Williamproduced a silvered key and opened the door
(31:26):
to the right. We went in. Small candles in the corner, far
from the dried hay cast flickering blows. The big, tall Tajak sat on
a bench in the middle of theroom, and another, a short,
stocky woman with a strong lip anda heft of a nose, lay on
(31:47):
the floor. Tajek Odanik. Thisis Merrilech, Merrilech. Meet Odanik and
Tajek Soon William l He said he'dunlocked the door when it was time for
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