The Weaving Of Wells (Osric's Wand, Book Four) - Plot & Excerpts
The morning sun warmed him, but the pressure of the current situation dulled his senses, keeping him from enjoying the sensation. The sun’s warmth may have escaped his notice, but the clanks of silver on plates and the quick, dry scraping of quill on paper filled the room. The room was full of Aranthians discussing Legati, the paun, and a myriad of other topics surrounding accessing the wells and defeating Dredek. It was a typical morning for the crew, with the exception of the several hundred men and women who were kept from their morning meal, assigned to other tasks around Archana. For the Aranthians, it was becoming an unspoken honor to be selected for the relief efforts. It made them feel like they were contributing to something, rather than spending all of their time training. They volunteered to go on any new assignment that presented itself, and it seemed that Osric alone felt the pressure of the dwindling numbers. Indeed, it was the numbers that caused him to sit alone in the room surrounded by scholars and magical experts on subjects that were of no use on current deployments.
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