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    The Traveller on the Road of Legends
    The Traveller on the Road of Legends
    The Traveller on the Road of Legends
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    The Traveller on the Road of Legends

    By Robert B. Marks

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    It is the Road of Legends, the Great Road, the road between worlds. Veiled in mist, it is a pathway where anything is possible, where heroes battle with dragons, and where immortals wander in their endless lives. It is where a traveller can journey into the very stories, myths, and legends themselves.

    And, deep in the mists of the Great Road, a madman will stop at nothing to destroy every single one of them.

    Robert B. Marks, the author of Diablo: Demonsbane, invites you to take your first steps onto the Road of Legends...

    "We've all read fantasies about quests, and dragons, and annoying wizards. In which the fate of the world hangs in the balance. And here's another one. But this one is intriguingly different. THE TRAVELER ON THE ROAD OF LEGENDS introduces a setting of infinite possibilities, characters we care about, and danger that must be fought right now. A great adventure."

    - Ed Greenwood

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherLegacy Books Press
    Release dateNov 19, 2015
    ISBN9781927537367
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      The Traveller on the Road of Legends - Robert B. Marks

      The Traveller on the Road of Legends

      Robert B. Marks

      Legacy Books Press Fiction

      Published by Legacy Books Press

      RPO Princess, Box 21031

      445 Princess Street

      Kingston, Ontario, K7L 5P5

      Canada

      www.legacybookspress.com

      © 2012 Robert B. Marks, all rights reserved.

      The uploading or distribution of this e-book without the express consent of the publisher is illegal and punishable by law.

      This electronic edition first published in 2012 by Legacy Books Press

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      ISBN-13: 978-1-927537-36-7

      Cover image based on Fog in the Forest, by Larisa Larisa

      To Johanna.

      Table of Contents

      Prologue: Maldon

      Chapter I: A Meeting at an Inn

      Chapter II: The Tuatha de Danaan

      Chapter III: Return to Maldon

      Chapter IV: Beowulf

      Chapter V: Daelyn

      Chapter VI: The Land of Dreams

      Chapter VII: Bellius

      Epilogue

      Prologue: Maldon

      BYRHTNOTH STARED ACROSS the field, watching as the Vikings gathered on the other side of the bridge, their bright spears glittering in the sunlight. He then turned to his warriors, taking careful note of where they were standing. It wouldn't do at all.

      You, get over there with your spear, the nobleman commanded, pointing to one warrior. He turned to another. You, cover him with your shield. We do not have time.

      Finally, after a good number of minutes, the ranks were trimmed to his liking. He just hoped they held against the raiders.

      He looked around again. The Vikings had assembled in full on the other side of the land bridge, waiting eagerly for the tide to lower so that they could make battle. Byrhtnoth joined the warriors of his household, his ash spear ready in his hands.

      One of the Vikings, a red-headed, bearded giant, stepped up to the shore, easily within the range of thrown spears. He cleared his throat and then pointed at Byrhtnoth with his spear.

      The bold sea-farers send me to you, he declared, his voice echoing. They command me to tell you that you may quickly send rings in order to gain protection; and it is better for you to buy off this battle and forge our peace than to join against us in battle. We need not destroy each other if you are prosperous enough - we are willing to confirm a peace with gold. If you decide on that, you will redeem the lives of your people! Give us money in exchange for peace, and we are willing to go back to our ships with the money, set out to sea, and keep peace with you.

      The ranks around Byrhtnoth muttered angrily, but the noble ignored them, quickly composing his reply to the Viking. Finally he spoke, shaking his shield and spear.

      Do you hear, sea-traveller, what this army says? Byrhtnoth called. "They wish to give you tribute in spears - deadly spears and ancient swords! Viking messenger, return this message: tell your masters that here stands a noble earl with his army ready to defend his homeland, his king, and his people. You heathens will fall in battle!

      Byrhtnoth took a deep breath. It seems shameful to let you go to your ships with our treasure without a fight, after you have come so far into our homeland. Not so easily shall you gain treasure - sword and shield will decide this for us, before we give you tribute.

      The Viking nodded, and then turned back to his army. There was some activity in the Viking ranks, and finally they began to move forward, coming to the side of the riverbank where the tide had yet to fall.

      Advance! Byrhtnoth called, waving his spear towards the Vikings. For a moment he thought he saw the glint of metal on one of the hilltops nearby, but dismissed it. Even if somebody was coming with a sword, they couldn't do anything to his army at that range.

      The two armies advanced towards each other, the Vikings striking their spears, axes and swords against their shields. A couple of arrows flew from both ranks, and one or two warriors fell in pain, the deadly shafts lodged in their bodies. But the armies couldn't engage each other properly, for the tide was still in, and the bridge was still covered with water.

      Byrhtnoth heard a hissing sound, and the world exploded behind him. The blast blew him to the ground, and all around him he could hear warriors screaming their death-cries.

      What in the name of God? he said, watching as an explosion blossomed in the Viking ranks, an almost beautiful fire of death bringing warriors down everywhere. He heard another hissing sound, but then his world went dark and he heard nothing more.

      In the distance, one figure watched another. The first put his strange fire-breathing cylinder back into his backpack. He was dressed in a long green coat, but he was too far away to make out a face.

      The other figure was a man of medium height, with a greying goatee, long hair, and haunted eyes. He was dressed in a grey cloak, covering long red robes. He watched the first figure carefully, keeping behind a rock so that he wouldn't be seen.

      The green-coated figure slung his backpack across his shoulder and began to make his way down the hill, walking towards the carnage he had caused. When he finally got there, all that was left was burnt and mutilated bodies; those who had survived had fled the field almost as soon as the explosions had started. The figure looked at his handiwork, nodded his head in satisfaction, and began to make his way down

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