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Dragon of Torik
Dragon of Torik
Dragon of Torik
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Dragon of Torik

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This volume contains two short fantasy stories.

The Torik Chronicles - 4 warriors are sent on a special mission by the Prince and heir apparent of Archandia. It seems a dragon has scared the workers and this has impacted the production of peppercorn. Before they even arrive they are attacked by trolls!

Marwyn the Great & the Insignificant Journey - A down and out dwarf is begged by gnomes (the only ones lower than him on the social scale) to save their friend from a dragon!

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PublisherFloyd Looney
Release dateNov 29, 2015
ISBN9781310142659
Dragon of Torik
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Floyd Looney

Floyd Looney from Texas, 43, has been a science fiction fan his whole life and has been writing stories for himself since he was a child and only recently decided to try and get some of his writing published.

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    Dragon of Torik - Floyd Looney

    Dragon of Torik (or Torik Chronicles)

    A fantasy short (with bonus story)

    by Floyd Looney

    See my website: http://flscifi.blogspot.com

    Copyright © 2015 by Floyd Geron Looney

    All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof

    may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever

    without the express written permission of the publisher

    except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

    #Part One

    #Part Two

    #Part Three

    #Part Four

    #Marwyn the Great

    Part One

    Road to Torik

    Braccus lifted the pint toward the ceiling, not minding the drops that sloshed out over the rim. It was getting late and they had to leave early the next morning.

    Odin's mercy on us if we aren't able to stand up in the morning! Braccus exclaimed to his traveling companions. The ale has flowed swiftly this night, but we haven't quite reached our destination. This is no time for us to get that drunk, not yet.

    Meritor, the short-beard, nodded his agreement. Being the smallest among the four travelers he was the easiest sloshed. Then he looked toward the surly manager of the Ale House and inquired, Would you, kind sir, have accommodations for weary travelers this night?

    The man put down the jug he was cleaning on the table in front of him and said, I don't have rooms but there's a loft for ya' up theres if you want it. I changed the hay out this morning.

    Braccus pulled Kaster to his feet. Sorry, friend, but this party is over. There'll be ale enough when this journey is over.

    Meritor looked over at Hodkins who was eying him with an evil grin. He wasn't about to try and lift the larger man to his feet, no doubt Hodkins was planning something should he be so foolish. Hodkins was the trouble-maker of the group, Meritor told himself, best just to avoid him. When he turned toward the stair, he heard Hodkins chuckle as if he had won something.

    Meritor carried his recursive bow up to the loft and found him a nice corner, where he could put his back to the wall and keep a knife handy. The three larger men climbed up, with some grumbling, before falling in heaps. Within minutes the loft was full of loud snoring. Meritor would hardly sleep this night.

    Torik. Was this town they were traveling to really worth all this trouble? The Prince had given them this assignment, so there must be something to it. He said they would find trouble and that the town needed them. In all fairness, the Prince had told them quite little. Still, the future king was trustworthy and had been so since they all first met years ago.

    They were the heroes of Archlandia and they wouldn't have become such without the information they were given by the Prince. The King was a bit daft and of dimming faculties, but his son went into the shadows to make sure things got done. Of course, if something went wrong they were on their own and the Prince probably couldn't save their rumps.

    So the next morning the three burly men with swords and the smaller man with his bow climbed onto their horses to continue their journey.

    Torik, the peppercorn capital of Archlandia! Where the sneezing never ends! Hodkins exclaimed as he pointed them forward. Sort of an encouragement, Meritor

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