I did not dare turn to look, but I heard them move him. They rolled him under the portcullis and Mithos said to those on the other side, Make him comfortable before he dies.
And if I played dead much longer, they’d be sticking me in there to burn me with the others.
The cries of grief slipped into a higher, more panicked register.
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There was a moment of stillness; then Mithos, hands above his head, approached the bar as the innkeeper stared murderously. I apologized again and made soothing mens nike air max zero noises as Mithos wrenched the bolt from the wall and the rattled barman slowly lowered his weapon, looking at each of us in turn. Mithos drew some coins from his purse and put them on the bar with some quiet, friendly words. When he rejoined us he presented me with the bolt and hissed, Learn how to use that thing before you cock it again. Orgos! he said with a hard look at the black man. Teach him. And, Master Hawthorne: One step out of line, just one, and you fend for yourself or worse. We are making a long and difficult trip in which we cannot nike air max white afford to carry imbeciles with more pride than common sense. Not one step, Master Hawthorne. Remember.
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