Home-made re-blog from the SKORN blog (major brain fuse going on today!) – here’s episode 8!
Sue Bridgwater is one of my earliest literary cronies and my brilliant go-to-gal for all things editorial. With Jano, she was one of my first roleplay sparring partners with her bardic character Saranna, who is also a different, demi-godlike protagonist in the Skorn series.
Then one evening…a small ship sailed up the Siannen from the sea and dropped anchor below the Lavrum bridge. The watchmen on the North Gate of the town saw the beautiful craft with the golden light of the setting sun on its sail and soon the town was alive with rumour. People mounted the city walls and watched the lone sailor take in the sails and batten down the hatches, then disappear below decks as night fell. Light came from windows at the stern and no more movement was seen. Though few ships came to Lavrum in these days, nobody went to enquire of the master of the ship what his business was. But the taverns of the town were busy late into the night with people arguing whether this strange ship brought good or ill. The general view was that there had been no good news for years and so this must be a sign of some further disaster to fall.
On the following morning the watchers on the wall saw the sailor lower a small boat and row to the quayside. He jumped out, made fast, climbed the steps onto the quay and walked briskly up the road to the town. A small crowd had gathered inside the North Gate to get a closer look at the stranger and his path was blocked as he entered the town. He courteously asked the way to the palace and proceeded on his way, ignoring the questions of the bystanders.