“Can I take Shebu with me?” inquired Nimen.
“Your horse?”
“Yes.”
“I will have to return for her later.”
Chelnuk spoke up, “Can you do a horse Dad?”
“I have once before.”
“But that was a foal, or a younger horse.”
“I have travelled such with my own horse once. It did scare him though; he was off his food for a week.” Looking at them and their gear he commented, “I may have more problem with you two and your gear. If you find some missing I shall return for it later.”
Fully armoured and laden with gear Kendra grabbed them both and held them near then concentrated.
In the land of Canaan in the city of Salem in the north quarter by an inn appeared Kendra, Nimen and Chelnuk. They startled a beggar who had been left on the corner. His sight was bad and beyond a, “Uh,” he made no mention about their arrival but did ask for alms.
Dropping a coin into a pot he was holding Kendra then looked around for Puleyn or Danen. He focused and saw another angel instead, “Greetings,” he called.
The angel looked around, “You call me, mortal?”
“I was looking for Danen and Puleyn. What is your name?”
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The Twenty Four
FantasyAs he was being birthed in the Bosom, Kendra was fated to be at war with his own kind. His ancestors, the Twenty Four, were good angels who had been deceived into creating progeny that would eventually be at war with all of the 'giants in the earth'...
