Hello! Here it is at last the anticipated sequel to Topsy Turvey! I hope you all enjoy! Starts shortly after the end of Topsy Turvey.
Topsy Turvey Too
Chapter 1--The Departure
The four of them were up early the next morning, looking forward to beginning their travels. Shandra and Tarion had to go speak with the High priest and Captain before they left, so Drizzt and Kylia went to purchase two more horses.
"Do you know how to ride?" Drizzt asked as they approached the stable.
"Somewhat, I haven't rode much," Kylia admitted.
"We'll find you a gentle mount for now," Drizzt said.
Kylia sighed in mock sorrow. "I'll miss snuggling up to Tarion," she said.
Drizzt laughed as they entered the stable, which earned him several odd looks from those working there. "You are a incurable flirt," he said.
A man bustled over to them. "How may I help you?" he asked.
"We need two good horses, one suitable for a inexperienced rider," Drizzt said.
Greed brightened the man's eyes. "I can help you with that indeed. I own this stable," he said. He led them to one of the stalls. "This lovely lady is gentle as a lamb."
Drizzt slipped into the stall to examine the white mare then glanced at him. "How much?" he asked.
"Three hundred gold," the man said.
Drizzt snorted. "She's worth a lot less then that, one hundred," he countered.
"One hundred for such a fine beast? I could never forgive myself for letting her go for such a paltry sum! It would be an insult to this fine beast!" the man said. "Two hundred."
"I doubt the mare gives a damn what she's sold for, one hundred twenty," Drizzt shot back.
"You insult me! She is one of my finest. One hundred seventy-five," he retorted.
"One hundred thirty, it's my final offer," Drizzt said.
The man complained and grumbled, but finally agreed. It took another twenty-five minutes to haggle for the second horse, but finally they led the horses out. They headed back to the temple stable to meet the others.
Shandra and Tarion were waiting. After all four horses were bridled and saddled the mounted and headed out of the city.
Kylia wasn't a great rider, but she seemed able to handle her mount well enough, so Drizzt rode up to join Shandra. "So where are we headed?" he asked.
"Well, there's a huge city six months to the southwest. I thought we'd head there and see if there's anything of interest going on," Shandra said.
Drizzt nodded. "Seems like as good a plan as any," he said.
"I thought so and there's always someone that needs help that can't get it from someone. That's where we come in," Shandra said.
They traveled all day until dusk without incident then stopped to set up camp for the night. Drizzt groomed the horses, but his mind was miles away, remembering journeys with his friends. It seemed so long ago, like a distant memory.
"Lotha dalninuk?" Kylia asked. "What's wrong?"
Drizzt started. He hadn't heard her come up. "Sorry, Kylia, I was thinking," he said.
"So I gathered, but what about?" Kylia asked.
"About old friends that passed away," Drizzt said. "I miss them."
Kylia nodded. "It's a bad thing when friends leave you, but there will always be memories to cherish and new friends to enjoy," she said.
Drizzt smiled at her. "Taknea ussta dalnini," he said.
Kylia nodded and playfully ruffled Drizzt's hair before returning to the fire.
Drizzt took a breath and forced his bad thoughts and sorrows away. It was time to see where the new road he had chosen would take him….
A/N: I love my Drow dictionary! R/R please!
Translations:
Lotha dalninuk-little brother
Taknea ussta dalnini-thank you, my sister
