"Do they pose a risk to the carnival?"
Titus looked at the small man addressing him from behind spectacles, then looked to Professor Devereux. "Pose a risk? As far as I can tell, we saved the carnival. Saved the carnival...and...
Timm awoke, his eyes shooting open, but all was darkness. Pitch black darkness. Timm gasped, and realized he was underwater...deep in the dark abyss that lay at the bottom of all things. While Timm could see nothing, he felt the presence of his...
A dark host...more of a rabble if one were trying to be honest about it...was gathered in an undulating mass of thousands on one side of the nothingness.
Sympos knelt by the bag, untied the opening, and peeked inside. "I don't care what other people want. I know my purpose...I know the truth, and I follow that truth. Life is simpler if you follow the truth."
The broken man shook his head back and forth frantically, a broken tooth tumbling out of his mouth and bouncing off his chin onto his chest. He managed a mushy mouthed, "No...no..."
The ranking sailor, Krakow, explains the plan, "The six of us will snatch her up and stuff her into this bag. We'll have to work together, and none of us can waver. None of us can let fear or her feminine nature distract us. We'll throw her on...
"Bullshit!."
"No. I'm dead serious! I saw it with my own eyes."
"Nah... you were drunk... or took a blow to the head. There is no way that happened."
The young deckhand, Martine, was insistent he had seen the...
You will witness marvels only the Mage Kings themselves could hope to challenge. You will laugh as you did when you were child, and fear for the lives of my daring performers.
Theodore looked back at his men, and then back to Mongrel and then the Lawkeeper. "You are the Royal Preceptor. You are in all probability the highest ranking person from the Kingdom's government left on Kempin. So set a course, and I will...