It had been so long since he used manspeech that he had to struggle for the words to express himself. He thrust his face into Dieter's there was madness in his eyes. The man grasped Dieter's necklace of bearclaws and pulled himself up. Dieter saw that his face was sooty, his hair singed and his cloths were burned and soiled. It had been so long since the Amber Mage had seen another person that he just stood there surprised. His razor-keen sense told him it was a human being before the man came into view scrabbling through the dirt, crawling on his hands and knees to reach Dieter. For all his magical power the thought of the creature still inspired fear.Ī sudden noise off to his left drew his attention. He drew his bearskin cloak tighter about him, suddenly cold. The beast was close enough for him to feel it. He had hunted monsters before when they disturbed the peace of his home but none so cunning or powerful as this. During the last few days of the pursuit he had often suspected it was about to turn at bay.
He knew that, in its animal way, it hated him as much as he hated it. The beast might still be lurking amid the rubble and the debris. The huts might as well have been built from porcelain they had been shattered just as easily.Ĭautiously he leapt the ditch surrounding the place and entered the village through the gap in the wall. The walls might as well have been made of paper for all the resistance they had put up. He had found no need for the word during his long years of solitude in the wilderness and had discarded it as he would any other useless man-made artifact.Īs he reached the foot of the path he realized that he would have no need ever to remember the name now. He had known the name of the place once, a dozen years ago when he had started on the Amber path, but could recall it no longer. The path led him down to the woodcutters village. The tracks were fresh and there was an indefinable taint to the air, a rank odour noticeable among the scent of pines and the burning buildings. The beast was close now, Dieter could tell. Thought it would be relevant and interesting.Īmber Wizard Dieter Faces Monster (Short Story) Comment: I found a short story about an Amber Wizard from the old Battle Magic book.
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