Saint Elm's Deep (The Legend Of Vanx Malic) - Plot & Excerpts
“I think she, or more likely the place, is calling out to me. The truth is, the second journey I was hinting to you about was for us to travel up into the peaks to seek out the supposed ice palace Skully told me about. That’s why I wasn’t sure you’d want to go. I’ve been damn curious about it since the old sea dog told me that part of the legend.” “Truthfully,” Darbon said, a bit hesitantly, the scars on his face showing white against his red, chapped cheeks, “I regret coming this far out into this gods-forgotten place. I never dreamed that I could be so cold that I ached from it.” Vanx laughed lightly. Just then, Sir Poopsalot forcefully nosed his way into the tent’s flap. He strolled up to Darbon, gave him a big lick on the face, and then greeted Vanx in a similar fashion. “He smells like haulkat.” Darbon sneezed. “It could be worse.” Vanx thought back to the rank smell of dragon shit, and even worse, those rotting ogre corpses outside Dyntalla. “So what are you going to do?”
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