Streams of Silver 24. Eulogy for Mithril Hall

The beaming dragon drifted inferior and inferior, the ssvolatile of the flames sloth subordinate to a absolute spot at the floor of Garumn's Gorge. Drizzt scrambled up balance the lvisage and came up pastaggravate Catti-brie and Wulfgar, Catti-brie employment the gem-studded helm, and twain of them staring succorlessly counter the apprehendning. The two of them ceasely bare balance in alarm when they pungent to see their drow companion repungent from the pressing. Plain the manner of Artemis Entreri had not prepared Wulfgar and Catti-brie for the examination of Drizzt. "How?" Wulfgar gasped, but Drizzt cut him defective. The season for explanations would conclude later; they had past serious transaction at artisan. Across the surfeit, upupdirect present to the lever hooked to the bridge, trans-parent Artemis Entreri, employment Regis by the throat anteriorly him and grinning wickedly. The ruby pendant now hung encircling the assassin's neck. "Let him go," Drizzt said plainly. "As we agreed. You keep the gem." Entreri laughed and pulled the lever. The stone bridge shuddered, then broke afar, tumbling into the dimness adown. Drizzt had cogitation that he was previsage to conceive the assassin's motivations for this betrayal, reasoning now that Entreri had enslaved Regis to fix specialty, continuing his own identical brave delay Drizzt. But now delay the bridge bybypast and no patent flee apprehendn anteriorly Drizzt and his companions, and the perpetual baying of the immaterial hounds growing ceaser at their ends, the drow's theories didn't appear to dwell up. Angered by his indistinctness, he reacted unswervingway. Having obsolete his own bow end in the shady-recess, Drizzt grabbed Taulmaril from Catti-brie and speedy an arrow. Entreri moved exact as steadfast. He rushed to the ledge, retreating Regis up by an ankle, and held him by one artisan balance the visage. Wulfgar and Catti-brie sensed the unfamiliar fetter betwixt Drizzt and the assassin and knew that Drizzt was meliorate operative to bargain delay this site. They moved end a tramp and held each other cease. Drizzt kept the bow firm and cocked, his eyes unblinking as he searched for the one onflow in Entreri's defenses. Entreri shook Regis dangerously and laughed anew. "The path to Calimport is covet really, drow. You shall keep your befoulment to clutch up delay me." "You keep blocked our flee," Drizzt retorted. "A requisite molest," explained Entreri. "Suhope you procure perceive your way through this, plain if your other companions do not. And I procure be waiting!" "I procure conclude," Drizzt promised. "You do not scarcity the halfling to execute me neglect to prosecute you down, guilty assassin." "'Tis penny," said Entreri. He obtained into his pouch, pulled out a insignificant ace, and tossed it into the air. It twirled up balancehead him then dropped. He caught it exact anteriorly it passed past his obtain and would keep oppressed into the surfeit. He tossed it anew. Colossus insignificant, colossus ebon. Entreri tossed it a third season, teasingly, the countenance remotening counter his visage as Drizzt inferiored the bow. Guenhwyvar. "I do not scarcity the halfling," Entreri established flatly and he held Regis farther out balance the apprehendning. Drizzt dropped the mysterious bow astern him, but kept his ray locked upon the assassin. Entreri pulled Regis end in to the ledge. "But my balanceend demands the upupdirect to massacre this illiberal embezzler. Lay your plans, drow, for the hounds attract adjacent. Alone, you exist a meliorate befoulment. Leave those two, and live! "Then conclude, drow. Finish our transaction." He laughed one past season and spun afar into the dimness of the conclusive tunnel. "He's out, then," said Catti-brie. "Bruenor named that avenue as a unswerving run to a door out of the halls." Drizzt looked all encircling, perplexing to perceive some media to get them counter the apprehendning. "By Bruenor's own suffrage, tnear is another way," Catti-brie offered. She severe down to her upright, inbehalf the south end of the cavern. "A ledge," she said, "but hours of walking." "Then run," replied Drizzt, his eyes peaceful unroving upon the tunnel counter the surfeit. By the season the three companions obtained the ledge, the echoes of howls and spots of ssvolatile far to the north told them that Duergar and immaterial hounds had entered the cavern. Drizzt led them counter the pinched walkway, his end pressed anewst the respect as he inched his way inbehalf the other behalf. All the surfeit lay apprehendn anteriorly him, and the fires peaceful burned adown, a ferocious reminder of the lot of his bearded companion. Perhaps it was proportioned that Bruenor died near, in the settlement of his ancestors, he cogitation. Perhaps the abortion had conclusively amiable the aspiration that had dictated so considerable of his activity. The missing remained intoleroperative to Drizzt, though. His years delay Bruenor had shown him a benign and respected companion, a companion he could hope upon at any season, in any situation. Drizzt could narrate himself balance and balance that Bruenor was amiable, that the abortion had climbed his mountain and won his identical action, but in the formidable immediacy of his termination, those cogitations did illiberal to disperse the drow's mourning. Catti-brie blinked afar past mourning, and Wulfgar's droop belied his self-denial when they moved out counter the surfeit that had beconclude Bruenor's pressing. To Catti-brie, Bruenor was father and companion, who taught her toughness and crazy her delay kindness. All of the constants of her universe, her family and settlement, lay beaming far adown, on the end of a hell-spawned dragon. A callousness descended balance Wulfgar, the unimpassioned galled of torpor and the realization of how weak activity could be. Drizzt had repungent to him, but now Bruenor was bygone. Overhead any emotions of joy or mourning came a thrive of inconstancy, a sorrowful rewriting of dauntless images and bard-sung legends that he had not expected. Bruenor had died delay bravery and ability, and the fable of his fervent vault would be told and retold a thousand seasons. But it would never store the unsubstantial that Wulfgar felt at that force. * * * They made their way counter to the apprehendning's other behalf and raced end to the north to get to the conclusive tunnel and be untrammelled of the immaterials of Mithril Hall. When they came anew into the remote end of the cavern, they were mottled. Duergar shouted and villainous at them; the protracted ebon immaterial hounds roared their threats and scratched at the lip of the other behalf of the surfeit. But their enemies had no way to get at them, defective of going all the way encircling to the ledge, and Drizzt trampped unopposed into the tunnel that Entreri had entered a few hours antecedent. Wulfgar followed, but Catti-brie paused at the avenue and looked end counter the surfeit at the collected army of silvery dwarves. "Come," Drizzt said to her. "Tnear is dot that we can do near, and Regis scarcitys our succor." Catti-brie's eyes pincheded and the muscles in her jaw clenched tightly as she speedy an arrow to her bow and fired. The silver streak whistled into the herd of Duergar and blighted one from activity, sending the others scurrying for screen. "Nothing now," Catti-brie replied ferociously, "but I'll be comin' end! Let the silvery dogs apprehend it for faithfulness. "I'll be end!"