The Bane Chronicles

What really happened in Peru (part 3)

Life could not be entirely devoted to debauchery and monkeys. Magnus had to finance all the drinking somehow. There was always a Downworlder network to be found, and he had made sure to make the right contacts as soon as he'd set foot in Peru.When his particular expertise was called for, he brought Ragnor with him.

 They boarded the ship in the Salaverry harbor together, both dressed in their greatest finery. Magnus was wearing his largest hat, with an ostrich feather plume. Edmund García, one of the richest merchants in Peru, met them on the foredeck. He was a man with a florid complexion, dressed in an expensive-looking cassock, knee breeches, and a powdered wig. An engraved pistol hung from his leather belt. He squinted at Ragnor.

 "Is that a sea monster?" he demanded. "He is a highly respected warlock," said Magnus. "You are, in fact, getting two warlocks for the price of one." García had not made his fortune by turning his nose up at bargains. He was instantly and forevermore silent on the subject of sea monsters. 

"Welcome," he said instead. "I dislike boats," Ragnor observed, looking around. "I get vilely seasick." 

The turning green joke was too easy. Magnus was not going to stoop to make it. 

"Would you care to elaborate on what this job entails?" he asked instead. "The letter I received said you had need of my particular talents, but I must confess that I have so many talents that I am not sure which one you require. They are all, of course, at your disposal."

 "You are strangers to our shores," said Edmund. "So perhaps you do not know that the current state of prosperity in Peru rests on our chief export—guano." 

"What's he saying?" Ragnor asked. "Nothing you would like, so far," Magnus said. The boat lurched beneath them on the waves. "Pardon me. You were talking about bird droppings." 

"I was," said García. "For a long time the European merchants were the ones who profited most from this trade. Now laws have been passed to ensure that Peruvian merchants will have the upper hand in such dealings, and the Europeans will have to make us partners in their enterprises or retire from the guano business. One of my ships, bearing a large quantity of guano as cargo, will be one of the first sent out now that the laws have been passed. I fear attempts may be made on the ship." "You think pirates are out to steal your bird droppings?" Magnus asked. 

"What's going on?" Ragnor moaned piteously. "You don't want to know. Trust me." Magnus looked at García. "Varied though my talents are, I am not sure they extend to guarding, ah, guano." 

He was dubious about the cargo, but he did know something about Europeans swooping in and laying claim to everything they saw as if it were unquestionably theirs, land and lives, produce and people. Besides which, he had never had an adventure on the high seas before.

"We are prepared to pay handsomely," García offered, naming a sum. "Oh. Well, in that case, consider us hired," said Magnus, and he broke the news to Ragnor.