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| They broke from the trees howling and screaming and waving their ill-made weapons. Our five archers let loose a volley, dropping one. It was good shooting for such a night. I stepped out from the caravan; no missiles came towards me so I lowered the shield and picked out their pack leader. The wolves and dogs were mostly of mottled black and chocolate brown, their leader was a big, dirty white, some sort of polar wolf. I steadied myself, raised my power within me and initiated The Unicorn's Charge, an instant of speed carrying me the hundred yards to the pack before they could blink at the white blur. Just before the magic of my charge began to falter, I slammed into the leading three wolves with my shield held crossways, splattering them away helpless and broken into the mud. I careened to a stop in the mud, getting my hooves under me directly in front of the pack leader. I was surrounded, so I tossed away my shield. It would only get in my way. He swung his sword at my head. I caught it in a spiral of my horn, took his wrist, and slammed him over my hip onto his back. He scrabbled in the mud with no purchase while I put my horn to his chest. "Surrender and tell them to drop their weapons, or you die," I said. He was brave enough to wait until I jabbed my horn in up to the first spiral. Then he cried like a hyena, and begged his pack to drop their weapons. Their pack mentality made them obey, and it wasn't long before we had %s them tied up and guarded in one of the less full wagons. Three more hours and we entered Shastar, turned in our prisoners at the yellow Slavers Guild pavilion, and collected the bounty. We split it, and our pay, and went our separate ways in the Most of the others went straight to the guild of mercenaries for their first night in the city. The fame of Shastar's great baths drew me, however, and I decided to stay my week here in the Cerulean, the largest inn and bathing house in the entire city. It sprawled several stories above and belowground, covering many acres. It was a castle of itself, devoted to many of the finer pleasures of life, and I planned not to leave it for the entire week. Though I was tired, I didn't want to sleep with all the grit and grime of the travel and fight on me. After I checked in and let a chunk of my money disappear, I stripped off my cuirbolli and sodden tabard, going to the nearest heated marble pool to soak. At this early morning hour I was able to find a room-sized bath and have it all to myself, leisurely awaiting service from those in the employ of the Cerulean. Two bath-kittens, yawning from naps, quickly came by to work me over with their scrub-brushes. They combed and brushed out my tail, scraped my hooves, stretched me out and punished every inch of my hide until the usual glossy white of my velvet-short fur had returned. They left me to soak just as quickly when I dismissed them, and I fell into a warm doze floating free. ...(to be continued) |
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