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Gavor circled high and wide, and glided silently down on to the watching group from behind.

He landed abruptly on JaldaricтАЩs shoulder, startling him violently.

тАШSo glad youтАЩve come, dear boy,тАЩ he said with huge menace. тАШWeтАЩve gathered a few interested souls to
hear youraccounting .тАЩ

He drew out the last word malevolently and then laughed raucously.

тАШIsnтАЩt it marvellous to be back home, dear boy?тАЩ he continued, jumping up and down excitedly on his
reluctant perch.

тАШIтАЩmnot ,тАЩ Jaldaric offered as he gathered his scattered wits, but Gavor ploughed on, oblivious.

тАШIt was very pleasant in the mountains, but one gets so weary of camp cooking and frozen extremities. I
canтАЩt wait to get back to a little decent food, some warmth and, of course, my friends. And itтАЩs so nice to
see you all again. Come along, hurry up, hurry up, everyoneтАЩs waiting for you. You can tell me whatтАЩs
been happening as we go.тАЩ

Berryn and Tel-Mindor looked on wide-eyed at this apparition, then with a little, тАШHup,тАЩ Gavor hopped
up on to JaldaricтАЩs head and, tapping his wooden leg in time to the rhythms pulsing around them, focused
beadily on the two Fyordyn.

тАШAh,тАЩ he exclaimed, as if reading their names from some terrible register of his own, тАШYouтАЩll be
Tel-Mindor and Rede Berryn.тАЩ Both opened their mouths to speak, but Gavor rattled on jovially. тАШHow
are you? Welcome to Orthlund. IsnтАЩt the music fine? Rather a lot of it, IтАЩm afraid, but theyтАЩre celebrating,
you see. HowтАЩs Uskal, these days? In pain I trust? Never mind, tell me later, I always prefer the good
news to be last.тАЩ

тАШWhatтАЩs happening, Gavor? And whereтАЩs Hawklan?тАЩ Arinndier managed to find a momentary opening in
this barrage.

GavorтАЩs response was to click loudly. JaldaricтАЩs horse started forward under the command, and
Arinndier could not stop himself from smiling at the young High GuardтАЩs continuing discomfiture. Then he
moved after him, motioning the others to follow.

As they neared the approaching throng they saw that the predominant emotion was happiness. Some of
the people were dancing impromptu steps to the music, others were clapping, some were singing, and
overall there was a great deal of laughing and talking. The four men found themselves recipients of many
friendly gestures and comments.

Nonetheless, Rede Berryn could not forbear saying to Arinndier, very softly, тАШThis is OrthlundтАЩs army,
Lord? ItтАЩs more like a Festival Tournament crowd.тАЩ

тАШSteady on, Rede,тАЩ Gavor interposed. тАШYouтАЩre not the only one who can hear a smart-alec whisper from
eight ranks back.тАЩ

Berryn looked at the bird suspiciously and tried to recall when he had last used the phrase.