The .99 sale on “Quest for the Red Sapphire”continues. “The Sapphire Crucible’s”debut on
Kindle is only 4 days away! I am
stoked for this. Just to tease you
a little more, here’s another excerpt.
Enjoy!
“Sergeant Hugon...these are the Elves taken prisoner at the
river crossing,” the Human Captain stated as he dropped a rolled scroll on the
table. “They are not to be mistreated.”
Hugon angrily opened the document and struggled to read its
contents. Then he began to laugh. Moving the parchment over to a lantern on the
desk, he set the orders ablaze. “That’s what I think of your orders. I do as I
please with my prisoners.”
The Captain drew his sword. Hugon stood quickly and took hold of
his club. The other goblins in the tower drew their weapons and rallied behind
the Sergeant. In spite of the insurmountable odds against him, the Captain held
his position.
“I want you to acknowledge that you have taken custody of the
prisoners,” the Captain said with his blade pointed directly at Hugon’s heart.
“You will be accountable for any deviation of the orders from this point
forth.”
The Goblin Master snorted and answered, “I have them now, Human.
Now be about your business. I wouldn’t want you to get your pretty uniform
dirty.”
The Captain looked at the jailor with disdain and sheathed his
weapon. “Goblin scum,” he branded as he turned and
left.
After the Captain exited, the gates were closed and Hugon turned
his attention to Linvin and his family. Using one hand for each, he picked up
the twins by the chest and examined them. “So these are the Dangerous Elves that
everyone is in fear of? Ha.” Hugon threw them aside and looked at the others. “I
presume you are Anvar Greenlith.
The paper said you were not to be unchained under any
conditions. Seems you’re some sort of Magician or somethin’. You look mighty old
for anyone to be scared of you.” He shoved Anvar to the ground and stepped on
him with his foot. “I could just squash you like a worm. You’re nothin’ but a
feeble old elf.” He began to slowly press down on Anvar with his
foot.
Linvin could not stand the sight. “Leave him alone, Gutter-Rat,”
Linvin cried angrily.
Hugon removed his foot from Anvar and turned his attention to
Linvin. With two fists full of Linvin’s shirt, Hugon lifted him into the air and
drew his face close. The great elf was weak and sick but still stubborn. He
stared straight back at the monstrous
creature.
“So you’re the little half-breed that has everyone so upset. You
look pretty harmless to me. Kind of like a bug. I guess maybe them Humans is
afraid of bugs?” The other goblins started
laughing.
Linvin replied. “You must be the pathetic Goblin Pet your Human
Masters chose to guard the mean, nasty little Elves. What a sad commentary on
you. So scared of us are you that you need to keep us shackled. I do not blame
you though. Slaughtering all those goblins in the Territory was quite easy and
actually a good deal of fun for us. I would be scared of us
too.”
Hugon threw Linvin against the wall and turned to the goblins
who traveled with the prison wagon. “They killed
goblins?”
“At least an entire patrol,” the shivering voice of one of them
said.
Hugon was furious and quickly showed his displeasure by
uncoiling his whip. Without a thought he began to lash Linvin with vigor.“You
want to play games with me Boy?” Hugon shouted as the thick leather tore through
Linvin’s clothes. The victim curled into a ball to protect his face.
Unrestrained, the leather sliced through his skin with ease and did not stop
until it struck bone.
“How do you like that?” Hugon screamed as the other goblins
cheered his torture of Linvin. “I think I’ll give you one lash for every goblin
you’ve killed. If there’s anything left of you after that, I’ll show you the
lower levels where we can really have some
fun.”
Linvin watched his tormentor closely. When the whip headed his
way again Linvin held up his shackles and let it wrap itself around the chain.
Then he grabbed the weapon and pulled it from the goblin’s hand. “I am Linvin
Grithinshield,” he said from his knees. “No one puts leather to me and
lives.”
Kindle is only 4 days away! I am
stoked for this. Just to tease you
a little more, here’s another excerpt.
Enjoy!
“Sergeant Hugon...these are the Elves taken prisoner at the
river crossing,” the Human Captain stated as he dropped a rolled scroll on the
table. “They are not to be mistreated.”
Hugon angrily opened the document and struggled to read its
contents. Then he began to laugh. Moving the parchment over to a lantern on the
desk, he set the orders ablaze. “That’s what I think of your orders. I do as I
please with my prisoners.”
The Captain drew his sword. Hugon stood quickly and took hold of
his club. The other goblins in the tower drew their weapons and rallied behind
the Sergeant. In spite of the insurmountable odds against him, the Captain held
his position.
“I want you to acknowledge that you have taken custody of the
prisoners,” the Captain said with his blade pointed directly at Hugon’s heart.
“You will be accountable for any deviation of the orders from this point
forth.”
The Goblin Master snorted and answered, “I have them now, Human.
Now be about your business. I wouldn’t want you to get your pretty uniform
dirty.”
The Captain looked at the jailor with disdain and sheathed his
weapon. “Goblin scum,” he branded as he turned and
left.
After the Captain exited, the gates were closed and Hugon turned
his attention to Linvin and his family. Using one hand for each, he picked up
the twins by the chest and examined them. “So these are the Dangerous Elves that
everyone is in fear of? Ha.” Hugon threw them aside and looked at the others. “I
presume you are Anvar Greenlith.
The paper said you were not to be unchained under any
conditions. Seems you’re some sort of Magician or somethin’. You look mighty old
for anyone to be scared of you.” He shoved Anvar to the ground and stepped on
him with his foot. “I could just squash you like a worm. You’re nothin’ but a
feeble old elf.” He began to slowly press down on Anvar with his
foot.
Linvin could not stand the sight. “Leave him alone, Gutter-Rat,”
Linvin cried angrily.
Hugon removed his foot from Anvar and turned his attention to
Linvin. With two fists full of Linvin’s shirt, Hugon lifted him into the air and
drew his face close. The great elf was weak and sick but still stubborn. He
stared straight back at the monstrous
creature.
“So you’re the little half-breed that has everyone so upset. You
look pretty harmless to me. Kind of like a bug. I guess maybe them Humans is
afraid of bugs?” The other goblins started
laughing.
Linvin replied. “You must be the pathetic Goblin Pet your Human
Masters chose to guard the mean, nasty little Elves. What a sad commentary on
you. So scared of us are you that you need to keep us shackled. I do not blame
you though. Slaughtering all those goblins in the Territory was quite easy and
actually a good deal of fun for us. I would be scared of us
too.”
Hugon threw Linvin against the wall and turned to the goblins
who traveled with the prison wagon. “They killed
goblins?”
“At least an entire patrol,” the shivering voice of one of them
said.
Hugon was furious and quickly showed his displeasure by
uncoiling his whip. Without a thought he began to lash Linvin with vigor.“You
want to play games with me Boy?” Hugon shouted as the thick leather tore through
Linvin’s clothes. The victim curled into a ball to protect his face.
Unrestrained, the leather sliced through his skin with ease and did not stop
until it struck bone.
“How do you like that?” Hugon screamed as the other goblins
cheered his torture of Linvin. “I think I’ll give you one lash for every goblin
you’ve killed. If there’s anything left of you after that, I’ll show you the
lower levels where we can really have some
fun.”
Linvin watched his tormentor closely. When the whip headed his
way again Linvin held up his shackles and let it wrap itself around the chain.
Then he grabbed the weapon and pulled it from the goblin’s hand. “I am Linvin
Grithinshield,” he said from his knees. “No one puts leather to me and
lives.”
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