A Call To Arms: Book One Of The Chronicles Of Arden - Plot & Excerpts
For three sennights, flurries of ice and slush cascaded down from the skies, burying Silver City under a catastrophic amount of dense, wet snow. Business in the city came to a grinding halt. The streets were impassible by horse or cart and most of the residents opted to stay inside, venturing into the weather only if the need was dire. On the academy grounds, Gib’s physical training class had to be moved inside. Even Weapons Master Roland admitted defeat and took the students out of the cold when they found themselves waddling around in waist deep snow. Gib’s hand was on the mend, but he still hadn’t been given permission from the healers to rejoin the class, so most of his time was occupied by cleaning armor, patching clothing, and doing other menial tasks that the sentinel trainee had become quite adept at performing over the past two moonturns. His mind was likewise unable to remain idle. Damn Nawaz Arrio and his antics. If not for the stunt he’d pulled at the Rose Bouquet, Gib may have never realized his feelings and then none of this awkward business with Joel would have happened.
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