Path Of The Sun: A Novel Of Dhulyn And Parno - Plot & Excerpts
Parno squinted along the metal shaft of a collapsible crossbow before wiping it with an oiled linen cloth and returning it to its bag. The rain had stopped before sunrise, but it had been heavy enough that, though the sun was well up—and shining brilliantly, as if the weather here matched that of Menoin—the dampness had them undoing their packs to inspect their weapons for wet spots, damp, and rust. Espadryni passed them, most politely averting their eyes from the rows of weapons neatly laid out between the two Mercenaries, but many began to pass again and again, the bolder ones slowing to stare their fill—clearly curiosity was overcoming politeness. “Do you miss the Crayx?” Dhulyn asked. They were sitting on two thick fleeces Parno had exchanged for playing his pipes the evening before, cross-legged and facing each other, so each had a clear view of the camp over the shoulder of the other. Parno narrowed his eyes, though he continued scanning the area over her left shoulder.
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