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cavern has alot of things in it, but they all look like personal
belongingsthat people dropped while they were running away. Kyrtian wants to
camp in there," he told them, as he leapt down from the last boulder. "Right
now, we need some ropes to get downinside."
"And just how are we going to get the horses up that mess?"one of the
men demanded. "They won't go, and I don't blamethem."
"Oh." Keman clearly hadn't thought of that, and obviously,neither
had Kyrtian. "I could stabilize it, but that would taketime "
"And then what are you going to do? Lower them on a rope? Hobie and
Lynder can go with my lord, and the rest of us willstay out here," the man
replied firmly."They're the ones that gomucking about in holes, not us. You
just put some of those mag-ics on our camp to keep the horrors away, and we'll
be finewaiting in the open."
Keman looked at Shana, who just shrugged. These weren't
her men to command. "Go see what Lord Kyrtian has to sayabout that,"
was her only advice.
So back up the pile went Keman, and back down again, justas quickly.
"He says it's all right, but camp away from the rock- fall area," he called as
he leapt from rock to rock. "So we needto scout a secure area Hobie and
Lynder, though, he wantsyou to bring up the climbing gear he asked for."
"What about the camping stuff?" Lynder asked immediately. "How are we
going to get that down?"
Keman just laughed.
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"Leave that to Shana and me," he said; so the two men Kyrt-ian called
for gathered up a pack apiece, and several coils ofrope, and began the climb
while Shana and Keman and the rest went to look for a good place for the
others to set up.
They found it soon enough, an indentation in the side of thehill,
too small to be called a valley, too large for a ravine. Moreof a pocket in
the hillside that Shana could fence off with magicfor them to keep the horses
confined and screen the camp fromview.
That was easy enough for her to do; an illusion of solid hill- side
and vegetation, layered onto a barrier that would only let people pass. She
kept the mage-lights going while they set up camp, then once they had a fire
and their own lanterns going, dismissed all but one of her lights. Then she
and Keman col-lected all of the gear they were going to need inside the cave.
He had taken the form of something rather grel-like, with abroad, flat back to
carry a great many packs, and four strong,limber legs ending in claws.
It was a very good thing that hehad taken all the gear, be-cause
Shana had a hard enough time getting herself up thatslope. It was as much of a
scramble as a climb, testing eachfoothold only to find her feet skidding as
loose scree dislodged,grabbing desperately for a handhold until she could get
her feet firmly planted again. Fortunately, once they reached the top,Hobie
and Lynder were waiting with ropes set up to bring downeverything a bit at a
time. Keman himself carried Shana, pick-a-back, with her arms wrapped around
his neck, legs wedged
under the muscles where wings met shoulder. He was in hisown shape,
of course, climbing down with the agility of a fly on a wall, disdaining the
use of rope. She kept her eyes shut; ifanything, it was a lot farther to the
floor of the cave than it had been to the ground outside, and the rock-fall
had piled up into a much nastier barrier on this side.
Once they were down on firm soil, though, she opened hereyes to take
her first look around.
Mage-lights up near the vaulted top of the cave imparted a soft glow
that was as good as daylight. There was rubbisheverywhere,about half of it
being wood, leaves, branches, andother detritus that had blown in or washed in
before the cave was so totally sealed up. But the other half of the
litterwasn't. It looked, just as Keman's brief description had suggested, as
if a great many people had come through here laden down withpersonal
belongings, and for one reason or another, had simply dropped them or left
them here.
Quite clearly, the mess had been poked at, dug through, and nested in
by all manner of animals over the course of severalcenturies. Anything of [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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