Tywacomb-1d2 006 - MEET THE CAPLAN’S PART 3
They quietly watched the rest of the matches. Steven pulled her gi top off her shoulders, and massaged her shoulders and back. He could feel the tension in her, and even after he finished with a muscle, it remained tense.
Once the contest was done, Roxanne went to stand with her class as they received their awards. Most of her kids had already changed clothes. They started to leave once the match was officially closed. Roxanne then took her bag and went into the women’s locker room. Twenty minutes later she came out having showered and dressed in street clothes, smelling lightly of pain-rub. Roxanne was starting to limp a bit from a thigh-kick she had taken. She was embraced by her family, and they all went out to the car and truck. Alex and Diana squabbled about who would get to ride where.
“I get to ride in mom’s front seat.”
“But you got to last time.
Tywacomb-1d1 001 - CASPIAN’S CALL TO ADVENTURE
The elf showed up just as Caspian had got the last of his spring hay in. Caspian led the ox team back from the barn to the last of the pile of hay bales in the field. Once these bales were stacked, he could turn to getting the wheat from the millers. As he lifted the hay bales onto the cart his sensitivity to magic tingled, telling him that someone was scanning his farm. A locus of energy started forming on a clear area of the field he worked in. Feeling the magic, Caspian continued working mildly irritated. Anyone from the School Of The Orders knew to land on the stone disk set out for such up by Caspian’s house, as was the convention for all magic users of which ever school.
Caspian stood an average height, and was built like a farmer. He still had all his fingers, which some considered unusual; he just accounted it to being attentive and careful. Caspian had been trained as a Mage, able to use magic
Tywacomb-2d04066– THE LAST LEG, FOR NOW
Rox found herself draining her water bag as they went, and stopped at a stream to fill it; she paused to remember the spell to filter the water as it went in, and was handed Steven’s and Caspian’s water bags as well while she was getting wet.
Rox got to the question before Steven did.
“Caspian, why did you not just teleport us to the top of the mountain in the first place?”
In a classroom setting Caspian might have taken a different approach, here he just went directly to it. “It is easier to teleport to someplace you have already been, than to teleport to someplace you have not ever been. It is also a lot safer.”
Steven had read enough and was experienced enough in his life to guess, and was sure he had covered this ground between himself and Caspian previously, but he still asked, for Rox’s sake and so as to be sure of being correct himself. “Why is that?”
“If you don’t know where you a
Tywacomb-2d03061– BRIDGES, BARGES, AND LOCAL POLITICS
Journal of Steven Caplan: Day 80
This has been some vacation. Hike across the continent in one direction, only to reverse course once we get to the first stop. In the meantime the people with the real prize are running in a third direction. I have been doing some math - give or take, Caspian and I are in excess of 1500 miles since we started, and maybe more than that.
The last week has been nothing but rolling prairie. Open range for large herds, a few areas of fenced or walled farmlands, occasional stands of trees around pools on the streams that give shape to the land. A few towns here and there, though mostly little bigger than villages, where people congregate punctuated by irrigation and sanitation canals and pools. Most of the houses and barns are like those I saw in the Jemed Highlands – dug-out structures with sod or thatched roofs sticking out of the side of the tallest local hill. Caspian says that there are three such larg
Tywacomb-2d02056– FAREWELLS AND FAIR WATERS
Rox put the chains into the bag she had been putting her last things into, closed it, and took one last look around. Everything else that she had acquired or been given was already gone. Then picking up the stick and bag, she started out the door. In the hall Linell quickly run over to Rox, hugged her, said thank you, and ran back to her chores.
The feel of a child’s arms around her was a lingering reminder as Rox strode the halls of The Palace. Down several levels across the complex and down into the stables.
The King and Queen were waiting in the stables, to the mild surprise of Roxanne. However she was privately gratified to see the royal couple holding hands. Both were simply dressed, with the only part of their costuming that betrayed any royal status being the gold collars each wore. Two blue uniformed body guards were in proximity.
Roxanne curtseyed on their acknowledging her presence. “Your Majesties.”
The King spoke.
053– MAGIC MIRRORS, PLANS, AND SHOPPING
Caspian puttered around in a strange work shop; not that The Sorceress was messy or under supplied, but that this was her place, and not his. He had been brought here after finishing breakfast. He and The Sorceress and Rox had set to work once Caspian understood what was going on. On one table Caspian had a small fire heating a sheet of metal with four circles of gold powder slowly liquefying. Next to this he mixed various ingredients to make a resin. When satisfied, he had Steven and Roxanne each put a hair onto one of the gold circles, then put one each he had acquired at their home for each child, and poured the resin over top. The Sorceress spoke an incantation over each as Caspian poured. When all four were done, Caspian put out the magic fire under the sheet and let things cool as he put the supplies back where he got them from.
As the four disks cooled, The Sorceress turned the Caplan’s attention to her mirror.