"Raymond Feist - Saga 2 - Magician - Master" - читать интересную книгу автора (Feist Raymond E)

Tsurani homework!. His face was covered by a slave's
beard.

Pug reached the first large branches and looked down
at his friend. Laurie stood knee-deep in the murky water,
absently swatting at the insects that plagued them while
they worked. Pug liked Laurie. The troubadour had no
business being here, but then he had had no business
tagging along with a patrol in the hope of seeing Tsurani
soldiers, either. He said he had wanted material for ballads
that would make him famous throughout the Kingdom. He
had seen more than he had hoped for. The patrol had
ridden into a major Tsurani offensive and Laurie had been
captured. He had come to this camp over four months ago,
and he and Pug had quickly become friends.

Pug continued his climb, keeping one eye always
searching for the dangerous tree dwellers of Kelewan.
Reaching the most likely place for a topping. Pug froze as
he caught a glimpse of movement. He relaxed when he
saw it was only a needier, a creature whose protection was
its resemblance to a clump of ngaggi needles. It scurried
away from the presence of the human and made the short
jump to the branch of a neighboring tree. Pug made
another survey and started tying his ropes. His job was to
cut away the tops of the huge trees, making the fall less
dangerous to those below.

Pug took several cuts at the bark, then felt the edge of
his wooden ax bite into the softer pulp beneath. A faint
pungent odor greeted his careful sniffing. Swearing, he
called down to Laurie, "This one's rotten. Tell the over-
seer."

He waited, looking out over the tops of trees. All
around, strange insects and birdlike creatures flew. In the
four years he had been a slave on this world, he had not
grown used to the appearance of these life forms. They
were not all that different from those on Midkemia, but it
was the similarities as much as the differences that kept
reminding him this was not his home. Bees should be
yellow-and-black-striped, not bright red. Eagles shouldn't
have yellow bands on their wings, nor hawks purple.
These creatures were not bees, eagles, or hawks, but the
resemblance was striking. Pug found it easier to accept the
stranger creatures of Kelewan than these. The six-legged

Master

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