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mountains.
That evening the Seven bedded down on the lee slope of a hill, sheltered from
the light vesper breeze by a massive rock outcropping. Perry sorely missed the
cheery campfire, though the Moon waxed overhead, shedding enough light to see
out upon the open wold.
That night Perry was awakened by Anval, who pressed a finger to the Warrow's
lips and whispered, "Bane glimmers." Perry looked in silence and saw that the
guardian blade had a faint blue glint that dimly flickered deep within the
rune-jewel.
AH the company was now awake, crouched in the shadows of the outcropping, each
facing outward, scanning the moonlit land, weapons drawn, senses alert.
Shannon Silverleaf
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whispered to Kian and then silently withdrew and made his way noiselessly to
the crest of the hill, where his keener sight and sharper hearing could be
used to advantage.
Perry knelt without breathing for long intervals, straining his own hearing to
detect the enemy, but he neither heard nor saw movement. Bane had been
resheathed so that its werelight would not shine across the wold to give them
away, but occasionally Perry would carefully draw it but a small way—an inch
or so—cupping his hand to shield the glimmer, checking the faint blue flame.
The flicker persisted for about an hour but slowly died away until once more
Bane shone only with pale moonlight, the distant danger past.
And then Shannon came back down. "Though I saw nothing," he said quietly, "I
felt the presence of evil to the south, toward Darda Galion. Mayhap my kindred
will soon engage the foul despoilers on the borders of that abandoned forest."
The following day they marched swiftly across the uplands, and the wold
continued to rise. They could now see the mountains, and before them was the
Quadran, four peaks taller than the rest; and one of the four towered above
the other three. "That is mighty RaVenor," answered Borin to a question from
Perry, "the greatest Mountain in the known ranges. Even from here you can see
that it looms over the Others. My people call it the Hammer because of the
sudden storms that maul its slopes, to the ill of those caught in its blasts."
Borin gazed with admiration at its dull red sides. "Even though it now houses
Squam, still I am eager to walk the halls and chambers within. And when we
have routed the foul foe, and cleaned their stench from the stone, we shall
make it into a mighty homeland as of old."
The next day the companions entered a low range of foothills that jutted out
across the way. In the lead, Lord Kian struck for an old footway in the north
of the spur, and soon they were on a narrow path wending up through the
hill-chain. As they climbed to the ridge, low on the horizon far to the south
they could see a darkling green. "Look," said Perry, pointing, an unspoken
question in his eyes.
"That is Darda Galion, the Larkenwald," Shannon informed die buccan, "the last
true home of the Lian here in
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Mithgar. Most have now ridden the Twilight Ride, but a few of us remain,
scattered to the four winds, living in other forests with our kindred, the
Dylvana, while Darda Gallon lies empty."
"Lord Kian told us he thought the Larkenwald was deserted," said Perry,