at Alex.
“Very well,” replied Andy, starting toward the door.
“And Andy,” Thrang called after them. “Make sure to get him a decent bag.”
“Of course,” Andy answered.
* * *
After Alex and Andy had left the room, the others gathered around Bregnest. They were undertaking a dangerous adventure and there were several things they needed to discuss. Not least among their concerns was the selection of Alex as the eighth member of their company.
“He’s very young,” said Tayo, looking at Bregnest grimly. “He’s not trained, and he’s unprepared for what lies ahead.”
“He comes highly recommended,” Thrang replied, watching Bregnest over his mug. “And he’s large for his age.”
“His hands are well-callused so he knows how to work,” Skeld commented thoughtfully. “Dragons are difficult though, and his size and willingness to work won’t help much. We can teach him some basics on the road, of course, but with two so young, it will be hard.”
“It would be hard with experienced warriors,” Halfdan added. “I don’t see how we can succeed as we are.”
“What do you say, Arconn?” Bregnest questioned, his gaze settling on the elf. “Do you have an opinion on this?”
“A feeling more than anything else,” replied Arconn, turning away from the window for the first time since he’d sat down. “A feeling that I find hard to voice.”
“Will you try?” Bregnest persisted.
“I feel we are fortunate to have him with us,” Arconn answered in a slow and thoughtful tone. “I cannot say why, but I feel that it will be good both for him and for us.”
“Elves often feel things that others cannot,” said Bregnest, almost to himself. “Yet I also feel that this is for the best, and I am glad that Alex is our eighth.”
“Something the Oracle told you?” Skeld asked, his eyebrows rising.
“What the Oracle says to a man is for him alone to know,” replied Bregnest with a half-smile. “As you know well enough, Skeld.”
Skeld laughed and signaled for the barman to bring drinks for them all.
“I knew you would not answer straight,” Skeld said with a mischievous smile on his face. “And I know how it annoys you when I ask.”
“And you will have your fun,” said Bregnest. “But enough of this. We will go with what—and who—we have, and hope for the best.”
“Excellent,” said Thrang, taking another mug from the barman. “Let’s drink on it.”
“Drink on it indeed, master dwarf,” Bregnest chuckled. “But not as much as you may like. The road ahead will be long and hard, and we start early in the morning.”
chapter three
Magic Bag
A lex followed Andy into the streets of Telous. He was relieved that Thrang had offered to pay for what he needed because he didn’t have any money of his own. He wasn’t even sure what kind of money was used in Telous, and he hadn’t thought to ask.
“First time?” Andy asked.
“Yes, it is,” replied Alex, a little ashamed of his answer.
“You’re lucky,” Andy said, taking no notice of Alex’s tone. “Most first-timers go on really dull adventures. This one sounds very exciting and should be great fun.”
“Fun?” Alex wondered why anyone would think trying to kill a dragon would be fun.
“It’s better than my first,” said Andy. “My first adventure was incredibly dull, and we didn’t find much treasure at all.”
Alex looked closely at Andy for the first time. He was tall and blond, perhaps twenty-five years old, but his baby face made him look younger. He seemed happy to be on an adventure, or perhaps he was just happy. Alex decided that he liked Andy, and that Andy would be the one he’d ask about things he didn’t understand.
“I’m a little surprised that Arconn and Thrang picked a first-timer,” said Andy as they walked into a shop. “But I suppose they know what they’re doing.”
Alex wanted to say he thought Arconn and Thrang had made a huge