Tamora Pierce owns the entire universe of this story, all the characters,
the world they live on and the very air they use to sustain life. Only the
vague plot and dialog I have attributed to TP's characters in this tale
belongs to me. I freely give my permission for Tamora Pierce to use any or
all of the plot/story/dialog/concept if she so desires in any way she
desires.
Anyone has my permission to use anything from this and my other story in anyway they want. So have at it, expand, add, enhance, just think if you can write a fan fiction based on a story that has a copyright why not a fan fiction based on a fan fiction. So tale spinners, spin on.
Blame all lousy spelling and grammar on the California Education System.
The Circle Expands
Chapter 7
Steward brought the broom and dustpan, Tris took the broom and as she gently sweeps the jewelry into a pile she said, "Steward, we are going to need something to hold all this."
Steward ran into GLASS-STONE-METAL and came back with a glass jewelry box etched in a floral pattern.
"We will wait for the others before moving this stuff."
Captain Uiring and Captain Behazin entered the door and walked over to the Duke, "You sent for us My Lord?"
Polyam came quickly through the door followed by the Daka, Gilav and a Mimander who wore a robe and veil in bright yellow.
"Tris, what is going on?" Asked Polyam.
Tris turned to the traders and gave the same bow that she would give to a noble.
"Honered Gilav, Honered Mimander, this jewelry was accidentally exposed when one of your members was bumped and dropped the box that contained it. Because I can see magic I saw at once that almost every piece is spelled with a trap spell, I kept anyone from touching the spelled merchandise and asked that you be brought."
The Provost's guard mages and the Minander opened their mage kits and took out lenses spelled to show magic.
Sandry who was kneeling next to the pile of jewelry takes a wooden rod from Captain Uiring, using the rod she lifted a ring, "Do you have a enlarging lens?"
Captain Uiring got one from his mage kit and handed it to her.
Sandry used the lens to closely examine the ring.
"I thought so," laying the ring back on the floor Sandry pulled a straw from the broom and used it as a pointer, "look at the inside of the ring here." Pointing to one side of the ring.
Captain Uiring used the lens to examine the area where Sandry was pointing, "
A sharp minute needle on the side of the ring. "There's one on each side, this ring will draw blood when it is put on."
"Yes, and that blood will establish the link to the magic's creator." Said Sandry.
The caravans mimander took the glass and examined the ring.
"We must establish how these objects got into our load, Gilav Chandrisa."
"Yes, Daka, do you know how these things were loaded into our wagons?"
Tris noticed one of the traders trying to slip out the door. Pointing at the trader she told the guard at the door, "Stop him!"
The trader bolted, and was seized by the guards as he tried to get out into the street.
The Duke said, "Bring him over here."
The two guards lifted the struggling man by both arms and carried him over to the Duke.
Tris walked up the the trio and grabbed the trader by the chin, turning his head so she could clearly see his right ear. "Yes, this earring is spelled."
Glancing to the Gilav, "This is probably how the spelled goods got into your load. Questioning will establish it beyond doubt."
Suddenly Tris saw the line leading off into the distance begin to thicken and the trader started to gasp.
"Sandry! Cut the link, the mage is attempting to kill him."
Sandry said, "Gilav?"
"Yes, Please."
Sandry quickly formed magic shears and cut the mage link.
The trader sagged to his knees and weekly said, "Thank you, Thank you all."
The Duke turned to Sandry, "Why did you ask permission before cutting the link?"
"If he had gone willing through the full rite cutting the link could have killed him. But since he was an unwilling victim the mage probably has a horrendous headache right now."
The caravans Mimander walked over to the victim.
The Duke told the guards, "Release him."
The guards released his arms and he sat down on the patio with a thump.
Using a pair of wooden pinchers (tweezers is a English term) the mimander carefully removed the earring, examining it closely with his vision lens he said, "The earring is still spelled but there is no connection to anything."
He cast the earring into the pile of spelled jewelry on the floor and took the mans arm, "Come, Kmar, we must talk."
Polyam walked over to aid the weakened man.
"Take him into the Briars place, he has some herbs that will help restore his strength." Said Sandry.
"Polyam, Gilave, we will help you check all your family for other mage problems."
"Mimander, we must check all members of Tenth Caraven, interrogation can wait." The Gilave told the Mimander.
Using the broom and dust pan, Tris collected the spelled jewelry and put in into the glass case.
"They are outside with the wagons."
"Fine, we'll will check these here and then they can guard the wagons while we check the others."
The Duke turned to Evvy, "It look like we are going to be late for lunch, will you go and get some Yanjang* takeout?" handing her come coins.
"Yes M'Lord, lets see, Keth, Tris, You, Yazmin, Sandry, Daja, Briar, Me and Glaki. That's nine." She took the coins and left at a run, snatching up a couple of net bags** on the way.
The checking took some time but the rest of the caravan proved to free of magic.
The interrogation revealed that Kmar had found the ring at the last camp site and liking the design had put it on. I had cut the ear and triggered the trap spell. Under the spells influence he had collected the box of spelled jewelry from nearby and placed into a wagon of similar items. Never having seen the mage.
The group was sitting around a table in the UPS common room discussing the problem. The YanJang lunch had been extended with food from the common kitchen so Captains Ulring and Behazin along with Polyam could join them. Daja had pulled the glass box over to in front of herself and was examining the contents though the glass side of the box.
"To summarize," said the Duke, "we know that a mage is attempting to gain influence among the the Nobility and the wealthy of Emelan. We do not know who it is or why he is doing it."
"My Lord?"
"Yes Daja."
"Some of this jewelry was made here in Emelan."
"What!"
"Yes sir," pointing through the glass, "This ring, this pendant, and another ring here was made by Dnomyar, a jeweler over in Jewel Alley, I know his work well."
The Duke turned to a table nearby where his guards had eaten, "You heard?"
"Yes M'Lord."
"Bring him, don't hurt him or scare him just ask him to join us here."
"Yes M'Lord."
"Two guards left using the spiral staircase at the end of the room."
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Appendix Chapter 7 - you can skip all this.
*I was going to use Chinese, Italian, Mexican, or Jack in The Box but I keep running into the same problems. This is not earth!!! Cat dirt! Cat dirt! Cat dirt!
**No paper of plastic.
daka - hi-caste negotiator who brings profit to the caravan
gilav - caravan leader, about the same as the captain of a ship or mayor
mimander - a Trader mage, always robed and veiled in bright yellow
Kmar- jumbled word - entrapped trader
Dnomyar - Raymond spelled backward
Anyone has my permission to use anything from this and my other story in anyway they want. So have at it, expand, add, enhance, just think if you can write a fan fiction based on a story that has a copyright why not a fan fiction based on a fan fiction. So tale spinners, spin on.
Blame all lousy spelling and grammar on the California Education System.
The Circle Expands
Chapter 7
Steward brought the broom and dustpan, Tris took the broom and as she gently sweeps the jewelry into a pile she said, "Steward, we are going to need something to hold all this."
Steward ran into GLASS-STONE-METAL and came back with a glass jewelry box etched in a floral pattern.
"We will wait for the others before moving this stuff."
Captain Uiring and Captain Behazin entered the door and walked over to the Duke, "You sent for us My Lord?"
Polyam came quickly through the door followed by the Daka, Gilav and a Mimander who wore a robe and veil in bright yellow.
"Tris, what is going on?" Asked Polyam.
Tris turned to the traders and gave the same bow that she would give to a noble.
"Honered Gilav, Honered Mimander, this jewelry was accidentally exposed when one of your members was bumped and dropped the box that contained it. Because I can see magic I saw at once that almost every piece is spelled with a trap spell, I kept anyone from touching the spelled merchandise and asked that you be brought."
The Provost's guard mages and the Minander opened their mage kits and took out lenses spelled to show magic.
Sandry who was kneeling next to the pile of jewelry takes a wooden rod from Captain Uiring, using the rod she lifted a ring, "Do you have a enlarging lens?"
Captain Uiring got one from his mage kit and handed it to her.
Sandry used the lens to closely examine the ring.
"I thought so," laying the ring back on the floor Sandry pulled a straw from the broom and used it as a pointer, "look at the inside of the ring here." Pointing to one side of the ring.
Captain Uiring used the lens to examine the area where Sandry was pointing, "
A sharp minute needle on the side of the ring. "There's one on each side, this ring will draw blood when it is put on."
"Yes, and that blood will establish the link to the magic's creator." Said Sandry.
The caravans mimander took the glass and examined the ring.
"We must establish how these objects got into our load, Gilav Chandrisa."
"Yes, Daka, do you know how these things were loaded into our wagons?"
Tris noticed one of the traders trying to slip out the door. Pointing at the trader she told the guard at the door, "Stop him!"
The trader bolted, and was seized by the guards as he tried to get out into the street.
The Duke said, "Bring him over here."
The two guards lifted the struggling man by both arms and carried him over to the Duke.
Tris walked up the the trio and grabbed the trader by the chin, turning his head so she could clearly see his right ear. "Yes, this earring is spelled."
Glancing to the Gilav, "This is probably how the spelled goods got into your load. Questioning will establish it beyond doubt."
Suddenly Tris saw the line leading off into the distance begin to thicken and the trader started to gasp.
"Sandry! Cut the link, the mage is attempting to kill him."
Sandry said, "Gilav?"
"Yes, Please."
Sandry quickly formed magic shears and cut the mage link.
The trader sagged to his knees and weekly said, "Thank you, Thank you all."
The Duke turned to Sandry, "Why did you ask permission before cutting the link?"
"If he had gone willing through the full rite cutting the link could have killed him. But since he was an unwilling victim the mage probably has a horrendous headache right now."
The caravans Mimander walked over to the victim.
The Duke told the guards, "Release him."
The guards released his arms and he sat down on the patio with a thump.
Using a pair of wooden pinchers (tweezers is a English term) the mimander carefully removed the earring, examining it closely with his vision lens he said, "The earring is still spelled but there is no connection to anything."
He cast the earring into the pile of spelled jewelry on the floor and took the mans arm, "Come, Kmar, we must talk."
Polyam walked over to aid the weakened man.
"Take him into the Briars place, he has some herbs that will help restore his strength." Said Sandry.
"Polyam, Gilave, we will help you check all your family for other mage problems."
"Mimander, we must check all members of Tenth Caraven, interrogation can wait." The Gilave told the Mimander.
Using the broom and dust pan, Tris collected the spelled jewelry and put in into the glass case.
"They are outside with the wagons."
"Fine, we'll will check these here and then they can guard the wagons while we check the others."
The Duke turned to Evvy, "It look like we are going to be late for lunch, will you go and get some Yanjang* takeout?" handing her come coins.
"Yes M'Lord, lets see, Keth, Tris, You, Yazmin, Sandry, Daja, Briar, Me and Glaki. That's nine." She took the coins and left at a run, snatching up a couple of net bags** on the way.
The checking took some time but the rest of the caravan proved to free of magic.
The interrogation revealed that Kmar had found the ring at the last camp site and liking the design had put it on. I had cut the ear and triggered the trap spell. Under the spells influence he had collected the box of spelled jewelry from nearby and placed into a wagon of similar items. Never having seen the mage.
The group was sitting around a table in the UPS common room discussing the problem. The YanJang lunch had been extended with food from the common kitchen so Captains Ulring and Behazin along with Polyam could join them. Daja had pulled the glass box over to in front of herself and was examining the contents though the glass side of the box.
"To summarize," said the Duke, "we know that a mage is attempting to gain influence among the the Nobility and the wealthy of Emelan. We do not know who it is or why he is doing it."
"My Lord?"
"Yes Daja."
"Some of this jewelry was made here in Emelan."
"What!"
"Yes sir," pointing through the glass, "This ring, this pendant, and another ring here was made by Dnomyar, a jeweler over in Jewel Alley, I know his work well."
The Duke turned to a table nearby where his guards had eaten, "You heard?"
"Yes M'Lord."
"Bring him, don't hurt him or scare him just ask him to join us here."
"Yes M'Lord."
"Two guards left using the spiral staircase at the end of the room."
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Appendix Chapter 7 - you can skip all this.
*I was going to use Chinese, Italian, Mexican, or Jack in The Box but I keep running into the same problems. This is not earth!!! Cat dirt! Cat dirt! Cat dirt!
**No paper of plastic.
daka - hi-caste negotiator who brings profit to the caravan
gilav - caravan leader, about the same as the captain of a ship or mayor
mimander - a Trader mage, always robed and veiled in bright yellow
Kmar- jumbled word - entrapped trader
Dnomyar - Raymond spelled backward