Welcome back, everyone. The plot really gets going in this chapter. Enjoy and review.
Journey's Beginning
That night, Balor and Andvari left Thundera. This place wasn't for him. A city of stone⦠it felt like a prison to him. Balor preferred the countryside. He had been born in the countryside. The forests, the plains the lakes it was normal for him. In a city he felt claustrophobic.
A city wasn't any place for him.
As he left Thundera, Balor wondered when he'd next see any of his friends from there. It could have been a very long time but it was better to keep fleeing from his father than to have people sacrifice themselves for his sake.
Balor had not seen his father in fifteen years. For all he knew, Pwyll could not have been any danger but the methods that caused Balor's birth said otherwise. Balor had learned much from his stepmother and half-sister about Pwyll.
Pwyll was someone who had gotten bored quickly. He had quickly gotten bored with his marriage to Dejah and left when she was pregnant with Balor's half-sister Thoris. It was apparently this that had caused Thoris to have a low opinion of Pwyll. When she had met her brother, Thoris had quickly become protective of Balor and so had her mother Dejah. From what Dejah had told Balor, he had found out that Pwyll became more savage as became more bored. Dejah had been lucky Pwyll had left when he did, had he not he would have harmed her.
Pwyll was a big evabon. Not as big as Thomeheb, Sotark or Crourn. He was only about seven feet tall, muscular but had lost some of the muscle when he had retreated back into the labyrinth beneath Harapa. Pwyll was a hunchback or at least that is what Balor had thought when he first met his father. As it turned out from what Dejah had told him, Pwyll just almost never stood up straight and the only times he did was when he was alarmed.
Pwyll's feet had not been crippled when he had been married to Dejah. No doubt they had been crippled when he returned to the labyrinth.
But all this caused Balor to wonder where had his father gone? Some place to be healed of his crippled feet maybe? Alas he did not know.
Balor and Andvari walked along the dirt road. They had a long journey ahead of them and it was only just beginning.
