war of the spider queen 1 dissolution-第167章

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k…a　guide　of　some　acplishment；　in　fact。〃
Gromph　bowed　his　agreement。
〃Be　that　as　it　may；　it　was　Valas　Hune　I　hired　to　fetch　Faeryl　back。　He　pleted　his　task　well；　and　I　gave　the　ambassador　to　Jeggred。〃
The　wizard　rounded　on　the　draegloth。
〃What's　the　prisoner's　condition？〃　he　asked　the　creature。　〃Is　she　alive？〃
〃Yes；〃　said　Jeggred　through　a　mouthful　of　bloody　meat。　〃I　was　taking　my　time；　to　prove　I　can。　But　you　can't　have　her。　Mother　gave　her　to　me。　She　just　told　you。〃
Gromph　stared　up　into　the　half…demon's　eyes。
〃Nephew；〃　he　said；　〃I'm　sore；　frustrated；　and　in　a　foul　mood　generally。　Right　now　I　don't　give　a　leaky　sack　of　rat　droppings　whether　you're　a　sacred　being　or　not。　Show　some　respect；　lead　me　to　this　prisoner　forthwith；　or　I'll　blight　you　where　you　sit。〃
Clutching　the　rothe　bone　like　a　club；　Jeggred　sprang　upward　from　his　seat。
Triel　said；　〃Do　as　the　archmage　bade　you。　I　wish　it　as　well。〃
The　draegloth　lowered　his　makeshift　weapon。
〃Yes；　Mother；〃　he　sighed。



































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Her　pack　weighting　her　shoulders；　her　heart　pounding；　Waerva　turned　and　peered　about。　The　cave　stretched　out　before　her　and　behind；　with　stalacnottites　stabbing　down　from　the　ceiling　and　stalagmites　jutting　up　from　the　uneven　floor。　Nothing　moved。
What；　then；　had　she　heard？　As　if　in　response　to　her　unspoken　question；　a　drop　of　falling　water　plopped　somewhere　in　the　passages　ahead。　It　was　one　of　the　most　mon　sounds　of　the　Underdark；　and　scarcely　a　harnotbinger　of　peril。
Waerva　wiped　sweat　from　her　brow　and　scowled　at　her　own　jumpiness。　She　had　good　reason　to　be　edgy；　though。　Everyone　said　it　was　suicide　to　travel　the　subterranean　wilderness　alone。
Sadly；　thanks　to　the　cursed　goblin　rebellion；　she　had　little　choice。　Benotcause　of　the　desperate　fighting　all　across　the　city；　the　clergy's　incapacity　was　no　great　secret　anymore。　Certainly　Gromph　had　discerned　it；　which　meant　Triel　no　longer　had　anything　to　hide　from　him。　Surely；　then；　she　would　seek　his　counsel　once　more。
Waerva　had　been　confident　she　could　manipulate　the　frazzled　matron　mother；　but　she　very　much　doubted　she　could　fool　the　canny　archmage。　Accordingly；　she'd　cleared　out　of　the　Great　Mound　and　Menzoberranzan　itself　before　her　kinsman　could　start　asking　questions；　and　there　she　was；　a　solitary　wayfarer　hiking　through　a　perilous　wilderness。
But　she　was　strong　and　cunning；　and　she'd　survive。　She'd　make　her　way　to　her　secret　allies；　and　everything　would　be　all　right。
She　took　four　more　strides；　then　heard　another　little　sound；　and　this　one　wasn't　falling　water。　It　sounded　more　like　a　stealthy　footstep　brushing　stone；　and　it　came　from　behind　her。
She　whirled　and　saw　no　one；　then　something　stung　her　arm。　She　pivnototed。　At　her　feet　lay　the　pebble　someone　had　thrown。　Soft；　sibilant　laughnotter　rippled　through　the　air。　From　the　sound　of　it；　the　merrymakers　were　all　around　her。
Why；　then；　couldn't　she　see　them？
Adamantine　mace　at　the　ready；　one　wing　of　her　piwafwi　tossed　back　to　facilitate　the　action　of　her　weapon　arm；　Waerva　advanced　in　the　dinotrection　from　which　the　rock　had　e。　Weaving　her　way　through　the　stalagmites；　she　reached　the　cavern　wall　without　so　much　as　glimpsing　her　attacker。　She　caught　a　whiff　of　a　familiar　reptilian　musk；　though；　and　she　knew。
Kobolds。　The　horned；　scaly　undercreatures　were　small　enough　that　it　was　relatively　easy　for　them　to　hide　amid　the　calcite　bumps　and　spikes。
She　turned　once　more；　and　despite　herself；　gave　a　start。　Evidently　the　kobolds　lacked　the　patience　to　play　their　skulking　game　for　very　long；　benotcause　they　were　done　hiding。　While　her　back　was　turned；　they'd　crept　out　into　the　open　and　there　formed　a　ragged　C…shaped　line　to　pen　her　against　the　wall。
The　brutes　were　Menzoberranyr　thralls。　House　brands　and　whip　scars　gave　that　fact　away。　Indeed；　a　couple　still　wore　broken　shackles。　Waerva　plainly　wasn't　the　only　one　who'd　fled　the　city。
She　glared　at　the　kobolds　and　said；　〃I'm　a　Baenre。　You　know　what　that　means。　Make　way；　or　I'll　strike　you　dead。〃
The　undercreatures　stared　back　at　her　fo