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Following in this series, we get to know the female elven teenager – a 115-year-old bard whose beauty is god-like – known as Ta’Myka by her parents and mortals, and known as Time and as Fate by the gods and other…

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Ever Bard E010, Autumn 51 Bear - 3

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By Kenneth Shumaker & Aria Episode 010 With InUPress October 1, 2017

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Following in this series, we get to know the female Elven teenager – a 115-year-old bard whose beauty is god-like – known as Ta’Myka by her parents and mortals, and known as Time and as Fate by the gods and other immortal. She is joined by the Journeyman Dragoman, holy hero of four gods, Bloodgrue – a twenty-year-old human Jalnoric male from the North Docks of the royal city of Mount Oryn. Journey through these stories with authors Kenneth Shumaker and Aria in Kenneth’s medieval fantasy realm of Quantos. Experience their adventures beyond those of mere mortal in the time of King Dolan IV. We continue with Ever Bard episode 010 on … Autumn 51 Bear Ta’Myka realises that Lars has spoken entirely in Toydon, not a word in Jalnoric. Fortunately, as a bard, Ta’Myka is fluent in many languages and converses easily in Toydon. Anxiously, Lars waits for Ta’Myka’s response. The bard cannot help but give Lars a disappointed expression. Her tone of voice comes out sullen. “A trapper? I have already hired two trappers and a hunter. What Owerton needs very badly are warriors. Would you be interested in training to be a warrior? Owerton has some extremely experienced men-at-arms who are part of the village militia and town guards. You will receive sound topnotch training from some of the best warriors I have ever known. I am willing to offer you several Flairs as a signing bonus if you agree to train as a warrior. However, if being a warrior is something that you have no interest in, then I understand.” Ta’Myka raises her eyebrows and cocks her head to the side. “What do you think?” Hesitating, Lars then smiles. “You offer me a warriors training? With the equipment and a warrior’s wages? Wages of 4 dusters a day with food and shelter? How much of a signing bonus?” Ta’Myka seems to have his attention and he is now eager. Nodding her head, Ta’Myka says, “I am serious about the warrior training. I haven’t had one warrior apply for employment. You are still young, look to be fit of mind and body, and you must have some weapons experience as a trapper. I have no problem with offering you four dusters a day, including food and shelter. And to show how very serious I am, I will give you six Flairs as a signing bonus. However, to receive the six Flairs you must reside here until you journey to Owerton with the other newly hired.” Fishing out six Flairs from her sack of coins, Ta’Myka stacks the coins up on the desk in front of her. The six Flairs, sitting on the desk, are more than Lars has ever seen at one time. His response is guaranteed. “Where do I sign and where is my bunk?” There was almost no hesitation after Ta’Myka’s hand left the coins. Chuckling to herself, Ta’Myka gives Lars a look of satisfaction, thinking, I was probably being over generous. Oh well, I have one warrior in training ready to start his new life. She says, “Master Lars, I am sure you will be very pleased with your new life in Owerton.” Ta’Myka picks up a quill and dips it in ink. As she writes out the contract she hums a cheery tune. She then hands the contract to Lars to sign and then passes him his six Flairs. “Spend it wisely.” She says with a laugh.“My friend Gerris will find a servant to show you to the servant’s quarters. I am actually a bard. I think this evening I will sing for all of the newly hired.” Turning to Gerris, she says, “Gerris, can you tell the servants to let the newly hired know that I will be singing for them tonight … following evening meal. I will sing in the servant’s quarters.” Standing, Gerris moves to leave as does Lars. Accepting the six Flairs happily, Lars covets them greedily. Responding to Ta’Myka, Gerris watches as Lars is slightly distracted. “I will be sure to have everyone gather in the servant’s manor this evening after gods set, Lady Ta’Myka. If Lars, here, is to be a warrior, he will be upstairs in this main manor with Tahzan, the other warriors, and Knight Heddy.” Standing, Ta’Myka accompanies Lars and Gerris to the office door. “Welcome to West Door Inn. Perhaps tomorrow we can spend some time practicing with the bow. I could use a change from sitting at this desk.” Looking out the door to the left and down the hall towards the entry, Ta’Myka sees that Doorman Jessep is alone. Doorman Jessep nods to Ta’Myka and smiles. Exiting the office, Gerris escorts Lars out to the right and the stairwell, then upwards into upper West Door Inn. Poking her head out of the kitchen, Andalyn says, “Lady Ta’Myka, evening meal will be ready in an hour and Master Willin is back with the wagons. He has asked to see you.” Nodding her head, Ta’Myka smiles, replying, “Thank you, Andalyn. I will head to the stables now.” ..... Finding the light ahead illuminating the sign Bloodgrue seeks, it has been a long day of walking. He is in Velan, District Four of Mount Oryn. The troubling part is that he is night-walking in Uptown Guild territory and he hasn’t seen a single sign of any of the rogues. Entering Nobleman’s Rest, Bloodgrue feels more comfortable now that he is in the middle-class inn. Seeing the Jalmal Innkeeper Forec, Bloodgrue approaches him. “Good evening Forec. Uptown, is out of town? No worries … just curious … hey, my man, I am looking for a private room with a hot bath, as well a hot meal with ale. Can you help me out?” Turning sharply, Forec smiles joyously, extending his arm to clasp Bloodgrue’s, answering the dragoman quickly. “Well now, for my favorite apprentice, of course. If you have two Dyns you can have all the mentioned goods. As to Uptown, rumor has it a Lord Visrathh now presides over all the Rogue Guilds and has disbanded Uptown. He might be moving his own Guild, the Landsharks, in here. But you know how it is with rumors. Never trust them, even if you know the source is usually reliable.” Laughing, Bloodgrue fishes out two silver coins from his public coin purse and hands them to Forec. As well, he pulls out his Journeyman’s mark from the coin purse to show Forec. “I’m not an apprentice anymore Forec. I have been a Journeyman since spring. I just took a bard named Ta’Myka to West Door Inn as a customer to South Palace Hill. I’m headed home now. Those two Dyns suit you fine?” Cheerfully, Forec accepts the coins and views the mark with pride, knowing that having a registered Dragoman as a friend has great value for business. He motions to the counter, dishes up a plate of hot food and pours a dark ale, as Forec recalls that Bloodgrue drinks dark ale. “Room three is yours and I’ll get a hot bath ready. Congratulations, Bloodgrue, I knew you had it in you. When did your master agree to the testing?” Evilly, Bloodgrue laughs. “The dragoman guild did it on their own without my master’s approval. Onar wasn’t going to … thanks, I’ll eat and then take the bath. Room three only has one window if I remember. Did you fix the shutters though?” “You remember right and all of the shutters were rebuilt new late last spring. I’ll go and get the water warming. You know where things are, help yourself. Ale cost two dusters if you want another.” Forec leaves through a door in the west wall as Bloodgrue takes a seat alone at one of the eight tables. He counts twelve patrons eating and drinking in the tavern area of the inn. ..... Ta’Myka realizes it is now near gods set of the day. Bloodgrue has been gone almost a full day and she has hired three more for Lady Crusader Mychel’s Stronghold of Owerton. As well she may possibly have wagons for hauling freight out to Owerton. Curious as to how the shopping expedition went, she makes her way outdoors and to the stables. Walking into the stableyard, Ta’Myka finds two additional good size wagons parked alongside the estate wagon. They are parked ready to be hitched to teams of horses. There is no one is around as she looks them over. With a practiced eye, Ta’Myka determines the one is new and has never been used. But the other has definite signs of usage. Even though there are signs of usage, the wagon is in remarkable condition. The wagons must have cost at least two hundred Flairs each. She hears the whiney of horses from inside the stables. Entering, she finds Willin and Terrace tending to four new mares. All four are good specimens that Ta’Myka finds acceptable on a quick glance. Her father had said, Ta’Myka could spot a lame horse before he could and he had been at it for over a thousand years. None of these four horses show signs of faltering, just from observing them for a minute. Feeling somewhat excited, Ta’Myka is eager to talk about the wagons and horses, she gives Willin and Terrace a pleasing smile. Her emerald green eyes sparkle with delight as she says to Willin and Terrace. “Good evening, Gentlemen! You did well, Willin. One of the wagons appears new, and the other looks to be in very good condition.” With a lingering smile, Ta’Myka gently runs her hand down one of the mare’s mane. She can’t help but be reminded of Lilith, her loyal horse that she left behind in Owerton. Somehow, I must make arrangements to have Lilith brought to Mount Oryn. I miss my sweet Lilith. She looks the mares over once more, then looking toward Willin she asks, “What are their names? They look like fine beasts. Everything is settled with the stables you purchased them at? How much did the mares and wagons cost?” Beaming a broad smile from the praise, Willin goes on to explain. “We did very well. I spent an extra hour with Master Tamel and with a little work, I purchased the wagons for one hundred and fifty a piece. But he still wanted seventy-five a horse, even though he had sixteen to choose from. These were the best from the lot. Now this one here is Quill and her partner is Stern. The other pair is Sparrow and Tiny. They drive like dreams, the four of them, though Tiny does tend to be a bit on the skittish side … we did okay. I managed to do all this for the six-hundred Flairs you requested, after all. A little hard work and flattery helped. I couldn’t work down prices on the horses any more though. He originally wanted one hundred each for them, says demand is high after that Tearmain thing recently, with so many folks having lost their stock. These will get to Owerton just fine Lady Ta’Myka, and it didn’t cost you extra.” The warmth of Ta’Myka’s smile echoes in her voice. “I am so pleased, Willin. Obviously, hiring you was a wise decision on my part. Seeing as you saved me one-hundred flairs, is there anything else we should consider purchasing to ensure a successful journey to Owerton? You have my permission to do whatever it takes to make sure the horses are in top condition. Thank you so much for all of this.” Gently stroking horse Tiny’s face, Ta’Myka nuzzles in close to her. “My horse Lilith is extremely skittish, but not with me. I spent hours building her trust and treating her with kindness. She’s a beautiful pure-black mare and she runs like a river.” Ta’Myka whispers into Tiny’s ear, “You’ll meet my Lilith.” with a faraway look in her eyes, she glances over at Terrace and Willin, though they may notice that Ta’Myka’s mind has drifted to somewhere other than the here and now. Smiling, Willin says, as Franklin bumps Ta’Myka looking for a treat. “With your permission I would like to feed them up for the trip to Owerton so they are in top shape. We don’t have long to do it in but I will do my best to have them ready … I think Franklin is looking for your attention as well. With only six stalls we decided to tether Franklin in the centre as he is least excitable of the lot.” Reaching over to Franklin, Ta’Myka strokes his neck. “Oh, you are a funny one, Franklin.” She adds, “Willin, you do what you have to, to ensure these animals are healthy for the journey. It will take a minimum of two days to get to North Docks, then a good day of travel by barge, then there is about an eight or nine hour walk to Owerton from the river. In total the journey will take about four days. Yes, supply the horses with extra quality feed until you depart.” Terrace adds to the conversation. “We don’t have enough feed stocked up for more than three days for this many. I will have to go out tomorrow with the West Door wagon and get a load of feed from the farm two kilometres east.” Nodding, Ta’Myka says to Terrace. “Perhaps Willin can go with you. I will give you extra coin to buy lots of feed for all the animals. Tonight, I want both of you to go to the servant’s quarters to hear me sing. I will bring you a sack of coins for tomorrow.” “I will go with Terrace to help out then Lady Ta’Myka and pick up some feed for the journey. Enough for the six beasts for six days in case we get held up along the way. If that sits well with you?” Offers Willin respectfully. “Now, I should head back to the house and freshen up before evening meal. Both of you, thank you once again for your good work.” Ta’Myka says with a smile. Willin and Terrace beam with pride from such accolade and reward. They have heard the rumors about Ta’Myka, and they are looking forward to tonight. Heading to the house, Ta’Myka is seeking to check on Eeene, Sereee and family and to freshen up. In West Door Inn manor house, Ta’Myka is greeted, as she enters the back entry, by both Sereee and Eeene who seem happy she has finished her working day. “Matriarch ready for night feast?” Ta’Myka looks down at her rodent friends. “My appetite is certainly ready. Come, little ones.” Before going up to her room on the second floor, Ta’Myka passes Andren who has just taken the last of the evening meal to the Great Hall. He smiles for Ta’Myka cheerfully but remains quiet as he rolls the empty cart into the kitchen. The blue candle is already lit in the common area of the second floor as Ta’Myka dismounts the stairs with Eeene and Sereee trailing close to her feet. The candle’s bluebell scent lightens the room’s aura greatly. Entering her room, Ta’Myka finds her bed linen freshly laundered and the bed made. Her floor, walls, door, dresser, and night table have been washed. Obviously, Andalyn has had Loren in here today. The room’s shutters are open on her only window, letting in fresh air. The chamber pot is empty and clean in the corner of the room. There is fresh cool water in the pitcher, near the basin on her night table, with an empty waste water bucket next to the table. A clean folded orange towel hangs from a hook nearby. An orange wash cloth lay folded next to the basin with apple scented soap-powder resting in a porcelain bowl near by. Ta’Myka’s hair brush has had all the hair removed and the brush cleaned then set on the night table. Loren was very busy for the last five hours since Ta’Myka was last in her room. Ta’Myka looks around her room. It’s like being a queen living here. I don’t know if I will ever want to leave. Ta’Myka washes her face, brushes her hair and changes into a fresh tunic. Looking down at Eeene and Sereee, she says. “This has been a wonderful day. I hope it has been good for you too, Prince Eeene and Princess Sereee.” Leaving her room, she sings a happy tune as she finds her way down to the Great Hall. Her mouth waters at the smell of good food. In the Great Hall, Ta’Myka finds Earl Warden Jessep, Lord Visrathh, Arch-Bishop Physician Rena and Arch-Bishop Warden Fayth at the feast table. Gerris is near Wet Nurse Lydia who is nursing Lady Dawn at the fire place, as Ta’Myka enters the Great Hall. This time a white cotton cloth covers the table. On the table are silver platters with roast mutton, roast tubers, ceramic bowls of boiled carrots and yellow beans. A wooden platter of soft bread rolls with a silver plate of creamy butter sits near the centre of the table. There is a wheel of hard white goat’s cheese with a knife on an oval wooden board placed near the rolls. There are half gallon crystal pitchers of spiced apple juice, cooled milk and light ale on the table. Another silver pitcher of warm honeyed wine is near Ta’Myka’s setting. At each place setting there is a pottery plate and mug, a glass tumbler and silver cutlery. Smiling evilly, Earl Jessep quips quickly to Ta’Myka. “Times’ up ... now we can eat. How many did you recruit today Ta’Myka? I heard you did some shopping as well. I did some of my own recruiting and shopping. I have to leave for a few days to tend to some business … I was going to say, if you want to stay on here I will take the recruits and supplies back to Owerton along with Rena and Dawn; thus leaving you free to stay here as long as you like at the West Door Inn. You have my vote, I don’t know about the others.” “You have my approval to stay with Fayth and myself if Fayth agrees, Ta’Myka.” Answers Visrathh. Fayth gives Visrathh a sideways glance. “Of course I have no problem with Ta’Myka staying at West Door Inn.” Ta’Myka places food on her plate while listening to the others. I didn’t know I needed their approval, as I am a Fryers member. It’s true, I do tend to go my own way, but I am still a member. Replying to no one in particular after Ta’Myka gives a quick smile, she says, “I had a very productive and wonderful day. I recruited a trapper to train as a warrior and I also recruited an armourer and a labourer. A dozen people have been hired in the last four days. And I have acquired four decent horses and two good wagons. Things are progressing well.” She continues with, “Jessep, thank you for offering to take the recruits and supplies to Owerton. It will save me a trip. Though, sometime in the near future I will have to make a trip to get Lilith. I am just not sure when or how.” Ta’Myka looks directly at Rena as if asking for her advice or help. Rena gives Ta’Myka a puzzled look, thinking, Is she asking me to teleport her and Lilith? Teleport a horse … a skittish horse? I am still learning the ins and outs of teleporting humans. No, I am not ready to even think about teleporting a horse. Responding with, “Ta’Myka, my friend, are you asking if I will get you to Owerton in my special quick fashion. If so, yes, I will … however, I will not attempt bringing you and Lilith back. You will have to manage the return trip on your own. I know you will probably need to hire a dragoman upon your return to Mount Oryn. Maybe Bloodgrue will be available to guide you back to West Door Inn.” Looking over at Jessep, Rena says, “My dear, when do you think we will be returning to Owerton? I’d like to teleport Ta’Myka before we leave. As, once we are settled in Owerton, I would like to stay put for a while.” Pondering this, Jessep then nods and answers, “Why not when Ta’Myka has everyone hired; you take her to Owerton? Then you come back here and we can take the goods to Owerton on a slow train. And Ta’Myka can ride Lilith back to West Door Inn … does that sound right to everyone? So how about Ta’Myka plan to finish up hiring around Autumn 56 or 57, Rena take her on the 58th. That gives Rena the 59th to come back and we can leave the 60th … Ta’Myka you can begin your ride back on the 59th and be here the 64nd if all goes well.” As Ta’Myka eats, her eyes flit back and forth between Jessep and Rena. “Jessep, your plan is sound. I agree with Rena; teleporting with Lilith is not a good idea. Also, I could never ask anyone else to bring her here. Lilith is fine in a stable without me around, but it is rare for her to allow anyone but me on her back. I am the one who must travel with Lilith.” Slowly, Jessep adds. “Then my plan will settle it. You will be the one riding Lilith, not anyone else. You will return before Bloodgrue’s planned return. You will have West Door Inn with Fayth and Visrathh, if Visrathh is here.” Looking around at each of the others, Visrathh frowns. “I must be away for several days, maybe up to half a season, with my new duties. The King has asked me to tend to some matters that are time sensitive and they have become a little complicated.” Bellah quietly enters the Great Hall, asking, “Is everything to your satisfaction? I have a dessert this evening as well. A cake I made for you, so please save at least a little room.” Nodding, Ta’Myka gives Bellah a sincere smile. “I look forward to your cake. The meal is delicious, by the way.” Then thinking, If there is anything I know, it’s that a happy cook makes one’s life so much more bearable. She says, “Bellah, you can let the other servants know that after evening meal, I will be singing in the servant’s quarters. I will give you time to clean up the kitchen and Great Hall … so about an hour after we have finished eating. Everyone is invited to come and listen.” Smiling, Bellah then replies eagerly. “Yes, Lady Ta’Myka, we will all be out in the Servant’s house as soon as we can … thank you! We should be done in an hour after you finish here.” Quickly, Lydia closes her top as Lady Dawn has finished her evening feed. “Arch-Bishop Rena, will there be any more tonight or may I put Lady Dawn to bed for a few hours?” Reaching up, Rena holds out her arms to take her daughter. “You are free for now, Lydia. Spend some time with your children. I will tend to Dawn now.” As Rena takes Dawn into her arms, her eyes soften and she gives her daughter several gentle kisses on her cheek. As these events unfold, Andalyn arrives and quickly addresses the room visually, then she speaks to the diners. “We had a good day here today. I hired two new servants who start tomorrow. I would like Loren to start tending the gardens tomorrow instead of the manor interior … so that has been addressed. We will have fresh new linens for the beds arrive tomorrow as well and as I have the rooms tended to, the new linen will be placed. If any of you desire new furnishings, such as floor coverings or lighting, please let me know and I will attend to it as soon as I can. Food supplies are slowly being stocked up by Bellah, between meal preparations. Tomorrow, she will be away all day and Andren will be preparing the meals. Please forgive any misgivings he may cause. But I believe he will give you excellent service, though it may be slow. Lady Ta’Myka, I have taken liberty to have special containers crafted for Eeene and Sereee’s food and water, instead of the old cracked ones we were using. The containers should be setup tomorrow for their use … Lord Visrathh, your armour and clothing will be cleaned and ready for you for day after tomorrow, as requested … Lady Fayth, I am currently looking for the wet nurse you seek. I found two possible women so far but I have to complete their checks yet and there is a possible third, though I must confirm her due date. Lady Rena, there is a package for you in your room from the College of Churches that arrived half-an-hour ago. It was not addressed urgent so I had Loren take it to your room. Will there be anything more from the Lords and Ladies?” Waiting politely by the doorway, Andalyn watches as Bellah and Lydia also wait to exit. Fayth and Ta’Myka both look at Andalyn with expressions of amazement. It is Rena who speaks up to address Andalyn. “It sounds like you certainly have everything under control. I think we all appreciate knowing that West Door Inn will always be well cared for and organized with you as chamberlain. West Door Inn’s transformation and repairs, following the aftermath of Tearmain, is coming along quickly. That is thanks to you, Andalyn. Thank you for the update. If any of us want new furnishings we will let you know. I would like another cradle for Dawn, to keep downstairs. Surely, in the future, there will also be other babes to use it.” Rena looks over at Fayth and smiles. She adds, “Andalyn and Bellah, enjoy your evening of Ta’Myka’s songs.” When the servants are gone from the room, Ta’Myka shakes her head and says, “I sometimes have to remind myself that Andalyn is really still a child. She is only about thirteen or fourteen years old. She is wise and mature far beyond her years.” Fayth and Rena nod their heads. Fayth replies in her usual gentle voice. “We are very fortunate to have Andalyn managing West Door Inn.” Thinking a moment, Rena pipes up. “I agree; she is quite the young lady!” as she is thinking, It would sound vain of me to say that Andalyn reminds me of myself. However, it is true. My mother, so debilitated with mind sickness … it was me who raised my younger brother and sisters, kept an eye on the servants, and apprenticed as a physician … it all began when I was four years old. Sometimes, I don’t know how I managed. As Ta’Myka waits for the cake to arrive, she gets lost in her thoughts about tonight’s performance. Thinking about what songs to sing, she is reminded of the tome she found today. She knows she wants to spend some time going through the pages slowly and deliberately. About twenty minutes later, Bellah arrives carrying in a large round pound cake. Placing it on the table she cuts it and serves each diner a piece. It is a delicious lemon pound cake, a delight for all. Visrathh and Jessep both have seconds. Gerris refrains and keeps to one piece though obviously desiring a second cut. Dawn rests in Rena’s arms peacefully. With the servants gone, it is quiet for a bit as the evening of Autumn 51 winds down to a close. The gods set some time ago as the fire was warming the room. Standing to his full height, Gerris smiles then says, “Lady Ta’Myka I am able to return to full duty tomorrow. Physician Rena prayed today and I feel fully healthy. I am going to get ready for your performance tonight. I am certain the staff and Owerton hires are excited to hear you. I will be right out.” Giving Gerris an endearing smile, Ta’Myka turns to Rena and says. “Thank you Rena.” Gerris leaves and Visrathh also stands taking Fayth’s hand, he says, “We should let the staff clear the Great Hall; it is late, and they would like to get finished for the day.” Also standing, Jessep smiles and then says, “Yes, Rena, lets vacate for the evening; I need a walk now. We could even join the crew in the staff house later to listen painfully to the noise.” Carefully passing Dawn to Jessep, Rena then she links her arm in her life-companion’s for their evening walk together. Maintaining her usual early evening routine: Ta’Myka ensures that Eeene and Sereee have been properly fed and watered; and she takes a quick stroll through the house, just to remind herself as to how lucky she is to live here. Completing her walkabout breathing in the crisp evening air, Ta’Myka collects her harp and makes her way to the servant’s quarters. Ta’Myka opens the door and a hush falls over a once harshly noisy large room. The room is packed with almost no where to move. Ta’Myka recognizes most of the faces. Obliviously the children and many of the adults are family of the newly hired. They have cleared an area for Ta’Myka to perform by the entry way. The most room they can give her to perform in is ten by six, as the room holds over sixty people by rough count and won’t hold more. Ta’Myka guesses by the sounds that there are more in other rooms and on the stairs. By, Kenneth Shumaker and Aria. To be continued in the next Ever Bard episode 011 … © 2017 by Kenneth Shumaker and Aria with Inevitable Unicorn Press www.inupress.ca [email protected] www.everbard.ca All Rights Reserved. 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ISSN 2371-0667Volume 2 Issue 2Written: January 5, 2017Published: September 25, 2017MarkusBy Kenneth ShumakerEpisode 029, ‘Horse’MarkusWe travel through Kenneth Shumaker’s medieval fantasy realm of Quantos, in the Dominnion of Kannoral’s royal city of Mount Oryn, with our hero, Apprentice Dragoman Markus. Beginning in the Autumn of Bear, during the reign of King Dolan IV, Apprentice Dragoman Markus is rescued from a life as a destitute rogue to learn dragoman work. But, soon, the attractive sixteen-year-old Jalnoric human male youth, with a strong budding personality, great wisdom, and intelligence, finds more good fortune as a Seal Watcher. Experience Markus as he builds a better life while suffering through adventures.Previously in Markus episode 028, ‘Hounds’:Markus helps Enna become an armourer apprentice with Armourer Lynda of the suspect Ranken Armourer’s Factory, which is from Bloodgrue’s past. This is followed by a day of work, ending up with the trio being adopted by a golden hound. We continue now in Markus episode 029, ‘Horse’,Winter 11 BearIn her excitement, Enna travels to Ranken Armourer Factory for apprenticeship work with Armourer Lynda early, while Gerra sullenly walks to the Tempest to her job.Though Markus was back to work officially as of yesterday, as a Blood Dragoman and as an apprentice Watcher, today he’s in Teptun Square and Market, near the fountain where the outters gather. His new golden hound, Rex, is with Markus, near his heels.Mixing with the outters, Markus addresses a Jalmal who seems to be seeking something, as the outter is asking stall owners questions but is looking frustrated with their answers.Approaching him, Markus says, “Gods-grace and good fate master. I’m Dragoman Markus. May I be of service?”The outter stops and watches Markus a moment, and then says, “My party and I are looking for a place in Velan district’s southern wards. We need to pick up two new mining wagons. Can you get us into southern Velan?”Hesitating with nervous indecision, Markus considers this. ‘This would be a feather in my cap if I were to successfully complete. I’d learn a new area, and it will pay well. I’ll quote them for four days.’ Quickly, Markus calculates the sums at Bloodgrue’s rates for four days, and he says to the outter, “I’ll take your party for eight Dyns, plus additional costs for food and lodging. Who do I have the privilege of escorting?”Looking around, frustrated, the outter asks, “Do you have a horse? Or do you even know how to ride, Markus?”Looking down at the ground, then at Rex, Markus fidgets as he considers this. He’s never been on a horse before; he has to be truthful. “No, Master. I don’t have a horse nor have I been on a horse. But I’m willing to learn to ride.”The man sighs and extends his arm. “I’ll take you on as an escort for seven Dyns, Markus. I’m Tryz. My party is at a stable to the south of here. We’ll need rooms tonight, and then we can travel in the morning.”Markus clasps arms with Tryz, saying, “I know of a stable and can get you rooms that’ll be closer to our start for the journey.”Tryz draws back, saying, “Really? Then let’s get started.”The two of them walk to a stable on Fifth Street South Road, meeting Tryz’ party of coal freighters.With confidence, Tryz introduces Markus to the other members of the freighter’s party. Then, with the freighters’ aid, Markus learns to mount and ride a horse in short order.Handing Markus seven small silver coin, Tryz pays for Markus’ services for four days.With six horses, five people, and a golden hound, they travel to the Tempest where Markus leaves Tryz and his party booked for the night. Winter 12 BearIn the morning, Gerra and Markus walk to the Tempest together in silence. This morning, Gerra was angry when Markus told her that he will be away for several days, possibly eight or more. Now, Gerra refuses to talk to Markus. Arriving at the Tempest, Gerra storms off to begin work, without even a good-bye to Markus. She refuses to even look at him.Sitting at the Blood table, Markus watches as the Tempest comes to life with staff and patrons. Enna is seated next to him, and Markus watches as Tryz, and his crew come downstairs, ready for the day. They all begin to eat.Markus asks Lana to fill one of his waterskins with juice, paying her a Flair for the rare fluid. Then, with a second skin filled with water, Markus joins up with Tryz and his team. Rex walks beside Markus, staying close.Eager to be moving early, standing at their table, Markus addresses Tryz. “Shall we be on our journey as soon as you’re finished eating? I’ll see about getting myself a horse.”Looking up from his steaming hot morning meal, Tryz answers, “Yes, in half-an-hour.”Saluting them half-heartedly, Markus wanders over to Sennet, saying eagerly, “Master Sennet, may I borrow a horse for a few days? I’ll pay you a Dyns per six-day.”Looking at Markus, Sennet snorts, “If you think you can rent a horse for that price, you’re dreaming. A Flair per six-day and that gets you the saddle and tack.”Slumping and shrugging, Markus hums a bit and then says, “I can’t really afford that, say five Dyns per six-day?”Extending his arm, Sennet says, “For that price, you can have the eight-year-old bay mare in stall seven with the saddle that’s in her stall.”Brightening, Markus stands straight. “Thank you, Master Sennet. I’ll go groom and saddle her now.” Rushing out of the inn, Markus heads to the stable. With the aid of the stable boy, he quickly learns the proper saddling and tack of a horse along with the care and feeding of her. Also, learning that the horse’s name is Traelin. As he finishes, Tryz and friends come out to saddle their horses.Markus returns inside for his gear. Nervously, he fidgets as he cautiously approaches Gerra, saying, “Look, I’m going away for a few days of work. We need the coins, and I need the experience along with the gained reputation. It’s good all the way around, except for my being away from you.” He offers to hug Gerra.She stands with arms at her side watching Markus, tears in her eyes, saying, “I don’t want to be in the house alone.”Seeing Gerra’s dilemma, Markus offers, “You will be okay; Enna will be with you. And, maybe if you ask him nicely, Rex will stay with you.”Gerra, scoffing, looks down at the golden hound. “How will he understand? He’s a hound.”Laughing, Markus says, “Watch.” Turning to Rex, Markus points at Gerra and says, “Rex, stay.”Whining slightly, Rex slinks over to stand with Gerra.Stunned, Gerra just stares at the hound. Then, she smiles and kneels, stroking the dog's back and neck while cooing.Rex turns to look up at her and licks her face. He vigorously wags his tail.Moving quickly, Gerra shrugs and hugs Markus, kissing his mouth with passion. Stepping back, she says, “I feel a little safer.” Stepping over to the group, Sennet offers, “You can use Markus’ old room when he’s away; I won’t rent it out.”Screeching, Gerra springs at Sennet, squeezing him in an embrace.Sennet winks at Markus, who returns the wink while smiling and nodding.Quickly returning to the stableyard, Markus mounts his horse, and with Tryz and his team, they head out under the guidance of Markus, travelling eastward towards the Velan, District Four.They cover a great distance, travelling over Willow Ford into Velan District, arriving at Nobleman’s Rest at 428 Berret Street at an hour after gods-set.Winter 13 BearIt’s raining heavily when Markus gets the troop organised and out onto the road after gods-rise. Arriving at Chesiter’s Cartwright at 1432 Dorean Avenue, it had only just stopped raining an hour ago, which had greatly slowed their travel day.Markus turns to leave, but Tryz grabs his arm, asking, “Tell me, can you get us to Littleton?”Stepping back, Markus ponders this. He knows Littleton is southwest in the hills, on the western edge of Mount Oryn. It would be a matter of locating the right roads, streets, and avenues to get the troop there with their two new wagons. Trying to recall the images of the various maps, which Markus had seen from Sennet, Markus comes up with a plan he hopes is right. He answers Tryz. “I’ll do it for three Dyns per day plus expenses.Shaking his head, Tryz says, “No. Twenty-five dusters a day.”Starting to walk away, Markus utters, “Not less than twenty-eight.”Grumbling, Tryz extends his arm, “Twenty-eight it is.”Turning back, Markus clasps arms with Tryz, agreeing to guide the freighters home.Winter 20 BearTwo hours after gods-set, Tryz and Markus lead the way into the coal yard. Markus looks at the dreary blackness of the coal and dust.Tryz leads the group to the stock office and dismounts.Markus, feeling his saddle-sores, also dismounts.Opening his pouch, Tryz pays Markus for the seven days, handing Markus, 1.96 coin, but not adding a tip of any kind. Tryz points to a bunkhouse saying, “You can bunk down in there and get meals tonight and in the morning. Thank you, Markus.”Saluting, Markus takes his horse, Traelin, to the barn, and then he turns in for the night. Winter 27 BearAs Markus is riding along Fifth Street Road South, a voice calls from the roadside. “Master? Coins for a man down on his luck and needing to feed his family?”Turning to look to see who is speaking, Markus spots a dishevelled old Jalmal, holding out his hand, sitting on the side of Fifth Street South Road. Marcus stops and dismounts, and then digs into his coin pouch for a couple dusters to hand the man who is now standing. Grovelling and fussing, running his hands over Markus in appreciation, the man thanks him.Markus grabs the thief’s hand as he tries opening Markus’ Blood pouch. The man grimaces as Markus says, “Did you really think I wouldn’t notice you trying to filch through my pouches?”Trying to pull his hand away, the man snarls, “No, Master, I was doing no such thing.”Markus shakes the man’s hand as he squeezes it. Coins drop out of his hand.Sarcastically, Markus says, “So you weren’t picking my pouches? You didn’t have coins in your hand before? If I check my coin pouch, I’m betting it’s short, say, about the amount that was in your hand.”Pulling away even harder, the man, using his other hand, pulls out a club that had been concealed in the folds of his rags of clothing. He utters, “You best move on, boy, and leave me all your coins.”Stepping towards the man, Markus snarls, “What is your name, thief?”Holding his chin high, the man says, “When you come this way, young rogue, you owe Andolf of Pandora a tithe of a Dyns each crossing.”Drawing his scimitar, Markus utters, “I think not; my master is the Blood of First Rank, Bloodgrue of Pandora. We don’t pay crossing tithes.”Going so pale you couldn’t bleach him any whiter, Andolf lowers his club submissively, saying, “Bloodgrue is your Master?”Nodding enthusiastically, Markus answers, “I am Bloodgrue’s apprentice, and you owe me restitution for your error.”Grovelling again, Andolf says, “I’m so sorry, Master. I didn’t know. You weren’t showing your markings. I apologise. My bad.” He looks at the ground in fear, shaking violently.Seeing this, Markus sees an opportunity to make some coins for himself. “Andolf, your fine is five Flairs. Don’t repeat your mistake.”Kneeling on one knee, Andolf whines, “Who am I addressing, Master?”Looking down upon the grovelling rogue-beggar, Markus answers, “I am Dragoman Markus. Pay your fine now.”Shaking his head slow and stiff, Andolf replies, “I don’t have five Flairs, Master Markus.”Raising his scimitar, Markus demands, “How much do you have?’Flinching involuntarily, Andolf replies, “Two Flairs.”Growling, Markus utters, “Not enough, I want all of your coins and all of your weapons.”Grunting, Andolf leaps to his feet in an attack on Markus, who was standing less than six feet away.In a rapid flurry, Markus responds to the attack, drawing first blood and backing away.They size each other up in a series of feints back and forth, with Markus drawing Andolf’s blood again.Then, going in for a kill, Markus misjudges, twisting his scimitar in the folds of Andolf’s clothing rags, snapping the blade of his scimitar. Quickly dropping his broken blade, he drops into his Grenar martial attack with the use of his bare hands.They circle each other and Andolf seeks out Markus’ weaknesses, striking with his club.But Markus smoothly strikes Andolf’s arm with a precise strike, shattering both bones in Andolf’s lower arm, stunning the rogue-beggar and causing him to drop his club.Picking up the club and his coins that Andolf had dropped, Markus then strips a knife and coin pouch from Andolf as he’s cradling his shattered arm, still in shock with his eyes watering, murmuring nonsense to no one in particular.Placing the loot in his saddlebags, Markus debates riding off, then wonders what he can do for Andolf’s broken arm. They haven’t seen anyone pass by the entire time they’ve been in this conflict together. Markus tethers the horse to a rail of the fence and then approaches Andolf, saying, “Is there a healer nearby that you want to go to?”Shaking his head strongly, the itinerant jalmal replies, “I can’t afford one.”Sighing, Markus says, “So, then you can’t afford a priest either. And because you are so aggressive, you’re not likely to have any friends?”Again, a negative shake of his head.Markus helps him sit, and then he sits beside him, saying, “So, to your home it is. That arm’s not likely to heal well without attention.” Pointing to the shattered arm. “I don’t have the skills to set it.”Glaring at Markus, Andolf snarls. “To the Seven Hells with you … bastard.”Smiling, Markus glares back, and then says, “All you had to do was pay the fine for abusing your situation.”Still glaring, the rogue-beggar snarls, and then says, “Like I said, you go to the Seven Hells.” Tears are in his eyes from the pain, as he sits cradling his shattered arm.They sit for over an hour, and Andolf refuses to move; no one passes them by. So, Markus utters, “Let me escort you safely home.”In so much pain and with the time getting late – half-an-hour past gods-set – Andolf replies, “Ok.”Rising, Markus carefully aids Andolf to his feet and then untethers his horse. Leading the horse and aiding Andolf, Markus asks, “Where is home?”Resigned to his new fate, Andolf wearily responds through teeth gritting with pain, “Number six, Trouft House, at 3617 Caraway Avenue.”Slowly the two travel south to Caraway Avenue. Then, they turn east to travel toward Trouft House, where Markus opens the door for Andolf into his apartment, saying, “I’m leaving you here on your own, Andolf. Good luck, you’re going to need it without a healer.”Andolf spits at Markus as the dragoman closes the door.Continuing east to Willow Road, as it will be a shorter route home, Markus finishes his journey home. At an hour after midnight, he quietly enters, arriving home to a sleeping household. Rex rises to greet him from his new mat a few feet from the door.Markus pets and scratches Rex, and then Markus wanders up to his room and prepares for bed, joining the sleeping Gerra.Winter 28 BearWaking only a few hours later and now unable to sleep, Markus readies for another day without waking anyone. Then, he travels to the Tempest where he stables Traelin and does his old morning chores, preparing the Tempest tavern and kitchen for the new day.Finished, two hours before gods-rise, Markus walks up to the secret room to scribe for an hour. Eventually, at about an hour before gods-rise, he wanders down to the tavern to greet Gerra and Lana.Hugging Gerra, he kisses her, though she is restrained in her affection. Markus asks, “Are you still angry with me for going away with clients?”Pulling sharply away, huffing, Gerra looks at the floor with a downturn mouth. She responds, “It makes me upset that you leave me alone.”Nodding in reply, Markus then says, “I do understand, actually. I remember when my pappa would leave for the barge work; I felt it, too. And I remember how angry and lost I felt when I heard that he had drowned. But I’m not going to drown or die when I leave. I simply escort folks to their destinations or deliver packages to locations set by clients. It is not any more dangerous than walking the streets.”Punching Markus hard in the chest, fuming, Gerra pouts. “I know how dangerous the streets are for you. Remember? I’ve seen the results. You can’t lie to me; I know you’ll end up dead just walking the streets one day if you’re not careful.”Rubbing the painful bruised punch, realising how strong Gerra is and thinking that she’d make a good warrior, Markus responds, “Do you know what I truly do?”Shaking her head, Gerra responds, “I know you work for Bloodgrue and I know who he really is – The Bloodgrue – a fixer for guilds, not just a dragoman. I don’t know what he or you really do, nor do I truly want to know, Markus.”With tears streaming down her face, she suddenly wraps Markus in a bear hug of an embrace, and she whispers, “Why didn’t you stay with me this morning, my sweet?”Having dreaded this question, knowing it would come, Markus dredged for an answer as he rode to the Tempest this morning. But he couldn’t come up with a good answer. He tells Gerra the truth, “I needed to study alone for a couple of hours on something; it’s a project I’ll never be able to share with anyone. I’m sorry. It is a project that may take over five-hundred hours, over the next few years, and I’ll never be able to confide in anyone, not on who it’s for, or with, or what it is. For if I do, I forfeit my life – by order of the client.”Breaking into an even louder sobbing, Gerra cries for several minutes before calming, while Markus holds her, stroking her back and hair, softly humming to her a song he heard in his younger years. Marcus continues to try calming his life-companion until Gerra finally settles down and asks, “Will you ever be fully mine? Will we ever truly be life-companions?”Thinking about these questions, Markus passionately kisses Gerra, and then says, “We are life-companions in all senses, my love. I am yours as much as I can ever be anyone’s ever. Please, no matter, whatever happens, transpires, or whatever anyone says, never doubt that. And yes, people will try to convince you otherwise, to hurt us. But my love is always yours, as long as we shall live, just as our vows said.”Smiling now, Gerra pulls Markus close, and she fervently kisses her young life-companion before releasing him and asking, “Will you be home tonight?”Grinning, Markus answers, “We’ll be trying to make babies tonight, that’s what you and I’ll be doing.”They both turn bright red, as Lana, who is walking by, says, “That’s nice, children, now Gerra you have customers waiting for service before you service your life-companion. Get to work!”With another less passionate but still tender kiss, the two part and Markus wanders over to Jerred and Mark’s table, where Lana has already served the two their morning meal. Markus asks, “May I join you two after I speak with Master Sennet?”Mark nods, and Jerred shifts over on the bench and moves his place-setting over.Saluting the two, Markus replies, “Thank you.” He then marches to the inn’s front counter to talk with the innkeeper, Master Seal Watcher Sennet. He says, “Master Sennet, may we talk in the fuel room?”The older, half-century-plus Jalmal, motions for Markus to follow him.They walk to the cellar and enter the fuel room. Markus closes the door of the nearly soundproof room.Markus turns to Sennet, nearly breaking down in sadness, his face is red with grief, tears building, he utters, “Master, I was drawn into violence with an aggressive rogue beggar who assaulted me with a club. I drew his blood with my scimitar. I might have slain him, except that in my furry I broke my weapon in his rags of clothing. But when he continued to attack, I resorted to the training in my arts of Grenar to attack back in aggression, not defence. I shattered both bones of the forearm of his weapon arm. He lives, but he will never use his hand again, as he was unable to afford a healer or a priest, and I refused to pay for them because of the altercation leading up to the attack. I need to learn the healing arts. Will you teach me your skills?”Caught off guard by Markus breaking down so suddenly into grief, Sennet decides to comfort him. Sennet takes the sixteen-year-old apprentice in his arms as a father would, while Markus is spewing out his concern. Sennet answers, “Lessons aren’t cheap; they’re five Flairs a season. You think you can afford that?”Comforted greatly by Sennet’s fatherly embrace, Markus hesitates. Then, pulling away, Markus wipes his face and says to his mentor and master, “I’ll find the coin if you teach me. I can pay for the rest of this season now.”Patting Markus’ shoulder, Sennet answers, “This season is still five Flairs, as you need supplies to set up for studies and you need to start today.”Quickly opening his Blood pouch, Markus digs five Flairs out and hands them to the Master.Looking into Markus’ pouch as he takes out the five gold coins, Sennet says, “I recommend you also take lessons with Lana and Jerred to get an all-around perspective, which you won’t get studying with just one of us.”Extending his arm, Markus answers, “Will do, Master.”Having clasped arms, together, the two leave the fuel room, returning to the tavern where Markus sits beside Jerred. Specifically, waving Lana over, Markus waits for her. He also addresses Jerred, “How much would you want to teach me your knowledge in healing?”As Lana steps up to the table, Jerred replies, “Ten Flairs for all the knowledge you can learn about healing that I can teach you.”Again, extending his arm while grinning, Markus says, “Agreed, where will we work?”Holding her hand in front of her, Lana says, “Sennet has a healing room in the cellar that you can use. I use the room sometimes to practice.”Eager, Jerred responds, “I use the room to practice as well. If Sennet’s good with everything, it’s done.”Turning to Lana, Markus asks, “I’d like to take lessons from you as well, how much do you charge?”Shrugging while observing Markus, Lana replies, “Same as Jerred, ten Flairs.”Mopping behind Lana with downturned lips, Gerra says, “I’d like to learn as well, but we can’t afford it.”Taking his Blood pouch off of his belt, Markus dumps the contents onto the table. With over fifty Flairs, Markus counts two piles of twenty, while the wide-eyed observers watch. He pushes one pile to Jerred and one pile to Lana saying, “So that includes healing lessons from both of you, for Gerra and me. I am open for Dragoman and Watcher services, to any of you.” He displays his finger tattoos for all to see.Jerred and Mark both clap Markus’ back, as Lana smiles and Gerra oohs, suddenly wide-eyed, as if she has a new understanding. Winking at Gerra, Markus counts the remaining eight gold coins and places them into his Blood pouch, and then says, “Let’s see how much I earned on my recent trip out.”Dumping his public coin pouch contents onto the table and putting everything back in except the coins, Markus counts the content, including the two new Flairs. He announces, “I earned 3.03 coins this trip, for an eighteen days’ journey. It cost me 0.71 coin for rent on the horse.” For which he separates seven Dyns and a duster. “And I spent several dusters on room and board for my return from Littleton.”Markus notices the shocked response from all four gathered listeners.Mark says what everyone else seems to be thinking, “You were at Littleton?Laughing conspiratorially, Markus answers, “Yes, my clients wanted to go into Velan, and then down over to Littleton. I earned more than many middle-middle-class earns in thirty days and what lower-middle-class earn in a full season. Not bad hum?”Again, a round of congratulations from all four gathered, as Markus pulls free three Dyns from the pile of coins. Handing the coins to Lana, he says, “Put that in my box for Bloodgrue’s fees.”Nodding, Lana takes the coins and leaves the table.Gerra eyes Markus with a new appreciation.Markus has earned as much as she earns in over two seasons, even with tips, working as a barmaid.Spending an hour with Jerred and Mark talking local history, Markus arranges a schedule of lesson times with Jerred and Lana for him and Gerra.Then, walking over to Sennet, he says, “I’m ready for today’s lesson. Do we use your healing room?”Sennet nods and then gestures for Lana to take over. The two males head to the cellar to work on lessons, and they arrange further scheduled times.By, Kenneth Shumaker. To be continued in the next Markus episode 030, ‘Weather’,Life can be rough, especially when the weather is involved. Markus believes that he has everything set with the lessons for himself and Gerra. He has Enna now working well in her armourer apprenticeship, and she has steady jobs as a dragoman. He can now concentrate on earning coins himself, again.©2017 by Kenneth Shumaker with Inevitable Unicorn Presswww.inupress.ca [email protected] All Rights Reserved. No part of this work may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by an information storage and retrieval system (except by a reviewer who may quote brief passages in a review or other endorsement or in a recommendation to be printed in a magazine, newspaper, or on the Internet) without permission in writing from the publisher. However, when contacted, the author may be generous with reprint rights and articles. Trademarks and myriad names used in this work are not authorised by, associated with, or sponsored by the trademark owners. No association with the corporations or names is implied or intended.About the author: Kenneth Shumaker (Rusty Knight)Following a long break from writing, Kenneth recovered his passion for writing. He is a science fiction, scifi/fantasy, fantasy, and nonfiction author with Inevitable Unicorn Press (InUPress). Kenneth is publishing with the Owerton Challenge and other blog sites and publications. He also has available a medieval fantasy novel, titled, ‘Laret: Darkness of Souls’. He now writes several serial short stories. Kenneth’s two businesses, his wife, his two children, and his six grandchildren keep him busy. We would like to acknowledge the following for their contributions:The episode authors are Kenneth Shumaker.Our episode editor is Donna Shumaker.The graphics and headers are by Kenneth Shumaker.The episode distribution, marketing, production, promotions, and publishing is by Inevitable Unicorn Press, known as InUPress. Valley Printers & Signs Ltd. Art Script Canada Authors of the Peace Country Alberta. Join Kenneth Shumaker (Rusty Knight) in his Dragoman Bloodgrue Volume collection anthologies. ‘Dragoman Bloodgrue, Volume I: Fare Where?’ is the first of the episodes of the Dragoman Bloodgrue serial series. Read how Bloodgrue tests the gods’ resolve. Do the gods let the brave be fools? Is Bloodgrue brave or a fool? Follow Bloodgrue to see where his life’s path leads him. In ‘Dragoman Bloodgrue, Volume I: Fare Where?’ we are introduced to Bloodgrue as he begins his journey climbing the social ranks of Mount Oryn in North Docks. Find this fine colour volume to purchase as a paperback or e-book on:: Amazon: Etsy: InUPress: Kobo Enjoy Kenneth’s new intriguing medieval fantasy novel ‘Laret’, released June 19, 2017. Enter the ‘Laret: Darkness of Souls’ from the ‘Lost Souls’ medieval fantasy novel series and journey with the Black Swans through the Web Shireward as they battle the invading armies of the god Tearmain. 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