Cimmerian Rage (Age of Conan, Hyborian Adventures: Legends of Kern, Book 2)
Loren L. Coleman
Kern "Wolf-Eye" and his males of the Wolves proceed their warfare opposed to the Vanir raiders. yet innocents are paying the associated fee for the Wolves' activities because the Vanir pillage and burn one village after another.
Only via uniting the Cimmerian clans lower than one banner—and one army—will Kern have the ability to rid the land of the Vanir as soon as and for all.
To the black-skinned guy, then to Daol. “Hard and quick, after which we circulation for the valley. We’ll desire the Aquilonians. and a few of Ehmish’s spider-holes.” He endured to stare at Daol. the more youthful guy shifted his crouch from one foot to the opposite. “Anything else?” he requested. Kern smiled with no humor. “Yes.” “I inspiration so.” by means of THE darkish of evening, Kern and Reave led the small knot of warriors to the bottom of the hill on which Venarium rested. He appeared again, checking that Nahud’r and Ashul and.
The flames danced up greater without delay. yet now not adequate. Canvas! “Tents! seize the felt!” He raced to the closest fired tent. utilizing the long-handled manufacturers, he dug them underneath the burning fabric and dragged them over into the lean-to. A sidelong thrust hurled the fireplace into the very heart, environment it over nutrition wrapped in oilskin cloths and leather-based, belts and boots and many furs. guns with wood handles. it may well all burn. Nahud’r dug out a bigger pinch of the shaman’s hearth powder,.
long past ahead of. “They got here via, pushing correct into the guts of the village, among those hovels.” slightly greater than holes dug out of a few riverbank, in his brain. He stood among them. Drank up the smell of blood and anger. allow it direction via his veins in a heat he had by no means recognized sooner than answering the decision, and nonetheless reveled in feeling. “Came via the following, and fought, and died, and fell back.” yet now not all in useless. Lodur knew, stepping again at the back of the huts, that each one of the lifeblood.
unsuitable right here? He stopped and became a gradual circle. forehead furrowed. Aodh spotted. robust, stalwart Aodh, who had no longer had a lot to claim due to the fact that Gaud, specifically to Kern Wolf-Eye. yet his grief and the former night’s outburst though, he evidently spotted Kern’s consternation, and it set him instantly on his defend. Hand on sword. Eyes sweeping the close to horizons whereas Kern checked out the within reach corpses. “Kern?” He rotated back. “Something . . .” eventually, he needed to push it out of his mind,.
to not have had his cranium cracked open. rather a lot blood. “Another finger’s width to the left,” he acknowledged, “and you’d have taken that shaft in the course of the eye.” “Another finger’s width to the correct, and mebbe the arrow could have handed me through to your grotesque face.” Hydallan hawked, and spat to 1 part. “Don’t move a-borrowing hassle, puppy. it truly is what it truly is. And now we have sufficient of an issue a’ready.” He kicked on the raider’s splayed legs. They did at that. Kern had already famous the inability of a cuirass or.