Dark Sun: Prism Pentad 2 - The Crimson Legion - Plot & Excerpts
“Eyes down, boy!” commanded a snarling voice. Rikus lowered his head and trudged onward, cursing the gladiator's obvious delight in berating his commander. Along with two dozen fellows, all wearing the tunics of Makla's village garrison, the imposter was driving a small force of Tyrian gladiators toward Urik's slave gate. This larger group was disguised in the tattered cloaks and bandages of quarry slaves. On their backs, they carried heavy satchels of obsidian in which their weapons were concealed. In spite of the escort's command, Rikus kept his eyes raised enough to study the area ahead. Urik's slave gate, like the rest of the city, was square and clean. It stood at the end of a short causeway of rutted cobblestones, flanked by high walls plastered with lime and stained yellow with sulfur paints from the Lake of Golden Dreams. Bas-reliefs of a stylized lion, standing on two legs and carrying its foreclaws like hands, marched along the ramparts in long lines.
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