Chapter 4

"She is no more!" 
Oktar shifted around his chair, I am sure she is no more. 
Jeremy looked at the 2 old men, well not as old as the old Druid but still in the category of people that started a sentence with in the old days, he had managed to get hold of a mug of ale, he was sure that camel spit would taste better, but this was the first time he managed to get served alcohol and he was not going to pass it up. He took another big swig of the brown liquid and open his mouth, 
"Who ish this pershon you are talking about". Why were they looking at him that way had he said anything wrong? 
"You drunk kid?", was it the priest that asked, Jeremy could not tell, and anyway why were there so many priests in this place 
"Me noo." 
"Oh good because it is a MORTAL sin to get drunk!" 
Jeremy shivered 
"Stop it Oldfried, he is young" 
Jeremy stood up "I am young and strong and I can make fire and I want more ale!" for a second the world stood still and then Jeremy was looking at the ceiling, 2 faces appeared in his field of vision 
"I think he is drunk." 
"Always the bright one you are." 
"What shall we do with him." 
"Well we could leave him here." 
"Nope. There must be one of us from each section." 
"Yeah but the old Druid did not actually sent the best of the best did he?" 
"No point in arguing help me picking him up." 
Jeremy looked at his feet, he was been dragged by the 2 old man out in the night. 
"Can I have more ale." 
"NO!" they answered in unison. After a brief unsuccessful fight for freedom and ale gave in, 
"Uhm you mean old men.". 
Jeremy was silent for a bit. 
"The old Druid said that you killed the Witch a long time ago, how come she is back" 
"Shut up Jeremy your are drunk" 
"Jeremy is drunk, drunk drunk like a skunk", Jeremy sung to himself 
"Anyway what is her plan make it rain a lot, mind you rain is good for the mushrooms" 
Otkar gave up "The rain is just a symptom." 
"I do not mind rain" Jeremy looked up at the sky and if in answer to his statement it started chucking it down. 
The priest brought the hood forward "Oktar..." 
"Yes Oldfried" 
"Are you sure about the kid??" 
Oktar looked at Jeremy who had happily passed out by now "lets focus on figuring out the Witchs plan ehh?" 
"Ah I though so... Oktar?" 
"Yeees?..." 
"Not that far ahead, there is precipice, not a big one mind and a nearly guaranteed soft landing." 
"Oldfried the kid stays with us!" 
"For a wizard you are really no fun." 
"And for a priest you are too much fun." 

The trio limped on in the night.  

Copyright © 2005 Daniela Newton