little.
“Your Mordra returned several hours ago,” Rakna said. “It is why we are here. When you did not arrive shortly after, we were afraid you were coming straight to the caves so we came as quickly as possible. We were afraid we were going to be one clutch less if we did not get here to save them.”
“A Mordra! You have a Mordra?” Doren asked incredulously, completely forgetting about being humble. “By the great Divine, you never cease to amaze me! How did you come to be in possession of a Mordra? First a dragon, which has not been heard of since the Ancients, and now a Mordra?” He shook his head in disbelief while glancing at Darcienna, checking to see if she was going to react to his outburst. “You did not tell me of this,” he said with just a little more control.
“I did not think it was important. It is just an animal that seems to be attached to my books,” Kade said as he hefted the sack again.
“Just an animal?” Doren asked again, shocked at what he was hearing. “They are rarer than your dragon,” he said, shaking his head. “You have no idea.” Kade was not sure if that was an insult or an honest observation.
“I don’t understand,” Kade said, glancing at the Master Chosen. Doren took a breath and readied himself to switch into lecture mode. The anger that Doren had been so completely filled with just a few short moments before was nowhere to be seen. Hearing of the Mordra really had Doren’s interest.
“There are many guesses as to what it is. But, one thing is certain; it is definitely connected to the Divine. I am not sure if it is part of the Divine or if it is just allied with the Divine, but nevertheless, it senses the Divine. It most likely sensed your use of the power. And I am certain, knowing Zayle and how protective he was of his books, it sensed the protective callings placed on them,” Doren said, nodding toward the sack in Kade’s white-knuckled grip.
Doren waited a moment, watching closely for Kade to either confirm or deny what he had just said. Kade opened his mouth to speak when Darcienna squeezed his arm tightly, her nails digging in. He turned toward her, and for a moment thought her eyes were just ever-so-slightly glowing. But then again, it could be just the way the sun was hitting them. Kade turned back to Doren without saying a word, waiting for the Master to continue. Doren sighed and started talking again.
“It is said that they appear and disappear without notice, but once attached to someone, they affect that person’s life in profound ways. It is interesting, really. It is as if they see how events are unfolding and affect them with just the slightest interaction that causes the greatest change. For example,” Doren said, clearly in his element as a teacher, “you may be in a mortal struggle for your life. The Mordra may walk by, distracting your opponent at a crucial moment, turning the battle in your favor and garnering you victory. They do not stay involved, but what little they do, brings about great change,” Doren said as he looked to ensure his student was absorbing what was being taught.
Kade nodded his head as he thought back on the first time he had seen the Mordra. It had taken the books. So that part made sense. Doren watched silently, allowing Kade to assimilate the information. Kade thought about how the Mordra had bitten Morg when the evil Chosen was about to deliver a killing blow. It had been no more than seconds and the creature was gone. It did turn the tide of battle. He recalled how it led Dran to the dungeon and he smiled, recalling the dagger flying out of nowhere to topple Man-boy. He nodded his head and turned back to look at Doren. The Master Chosen smiled and nodded once, seeing that his pupil was ready for him to continue.
“I have never seen a Mordra. I look forward to it,” Doren said, picking up the pace. “It is believed
“Your Mordra returned several hours ago,” Rakna said. “It is why we are here. When you did not arrive shortly after, we were afraid you were coming straight to the caves so we came as quickly as possible. We were afraid we were going to be one clutch less if we did not get here to save them.”
“A Mordra! You have a Mordra?” Doren asked incredulously, completely forgetting about being humble. “By the great Divine, you never cease to amaze me! How did you come to be in possession of a Mordra? First a dragon, which has not been heard of since the Ancients, and now a Mordra?” He shook his head in disbelief while glancing at Darcienna, checking to see if she was going to react to his outburst. “You did not tell me of this,” he said with just a little more control.
“I did not think it was important. It is just an animal that seems to be attached to my books,” Kade said as he hefted the sack again.
“Just an animal?” Doren asked again, shocked at what he was hearing. “They are rarer than your dragon,” he said, shaking his head. “You have no idea.” Kade was not sure if that was an insult or an honest observation.
“I don’t understand,” Kade said, glancing at the Master Chosen. Doren took a breath and readied himself to switch into lecture mode. The anger that Doren had been so completely filled with just a few short moments before was nowhere to be seen. Hearing of the Mordra really had Doren’s interest.
“There are many guesses as to what it is. But, one thing is certain; it is definitely connected to the Divine. I am not sure if it is part of the Divine or if it is just allied with the Divine, but nevertheless, it senses the Divine. It most likely sensed your use of the power. And I am certain, knowing Zayle and how protective he was of his books, it sensed the protective callings placed on them,” Doren said, nodding toward the sack in Kade’s white-knuckled grip.
Doren waited a moment, watching closely for Kade to either confirm or deny what he had just said. Kade opened his mouth to speak when Darcienna squeezed his arm tightly, her nails digging in. He turned toward her, and for a moment thought her eyes were just ever-so-slightly glowing. But then again, it could be just the way the sun was hitting them. Kade turned back to Doren without saying a word, waiting for the Master to continue. Doren sighed and started talking again.
“It is said that they appear and disappear without notice, but once attached to someone, they affect that person’s life in profound ways. It is interesting, really. It is as if they see how events are unfolding and affect them with just the slightest interaction that causes the greatest change. For example,” Doren said, clearly in his element as a teacher, “you may be in a mortal struggle for your life. The Mordra may walk by, distracting your opponent at a crucial moment, turning the battle in your favor and garnering you victory. They do not stay involved, but what little they do, brings about great change,” Doren said as he looked to ensure his student was absorbing what was being taught.
Kade nodded his head as he thought back on the first time he had seen the Mordra. It had taken the books. So that part made sense. Doren watched silently, allowing Kade to assimilate the information. Kade thought about how the Mordra had bitten Morg when the evil Chosen was about to deliver a killing blow. It had been no more than seconds and the creature was gone. It did turn the tide of battle. He recalled how it led Dran to the dungeon and he smiled, recalling the dagger flying out of nowhere to topple Man-boy. He nodded his head and turned back to look at Doren. The Master Chosen smiled and nodded once, seeing that his pupil was ready for him to continue.
“I have never seen a Mordra. I look forward to it,” Doren said, picking up the pace. “It is believed
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