Ask The Old Writer

KURIN’S FOLLY

Part 6

by

De Writer (Glen Ten-Eyck)

23,699 words

© 2020 by Glen Ten-Eyck

writing begun  2006

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As she chewed, Kurin reached up and scratched him about the head.  It really did help.  Not the fish per se, but the genuine caring and concern that reached out to her through the gesture.  She got a grip on the pain and shoved it into a hold in her mind and slammed the hatch.

It was nearly fifteen minutes before anyone followed her.  At last, Alor came up the companionway and walked over to stand beside Kurin at the rail.  Kurin noticed Alor’s hands on the rail were tense and shaking.

In a fear filled voice, Alor told her, “Come, Kurin.  We need to get you set up in my cabin.  I’ll order a bunk for you.”

Depreciatingly, Kurin replied, “Your cabin is small.  I just need a place to sling a hammock.”

Desperately, Alor looked about the deck and said, “You heard us tell you about Lissa.  You do not want to have a reunion with your mother. We need you in a secure cabin, with a door that can be barred from the inside.  After you left, Master Juris began to come about.  The others are still with him, trying to sort out how one man can do so much damage to a ship that he claims to love.

“What he told us a few moments ago, is why I came.  While you were transferring between ships, Master Juris told Lissa that you were returning.  I came to get you to safety as soon as I heard.  We really must go.”

Chocolate Beef Cookies (No, that is NOT a typo)

KURIN’S FOLLY

Part 5

by

De Writer (Glen Ten-Eyck)

23,699 words

© 2020 by Glen Ten-Eyck

writing begun  2006

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Alor looked about the room tiredly.  “We have to find a resolution to all of these complaints. We could take each one separately, and be here until the ship wears out, or separate the complaints by issue and deal with them that way. Let us vote.  Those for separation?”

The Council sat, everybody looking at all of the sheets.  No hands raised.

“By issues?”

All of the hands went up.

Kurin nodded assent and said, “To begin: Slandering Master Selkid’s tools and skill.  Twelve complaints, five from the Master’s Council, three from the keepers of booths near to the Grandalor’s who overheard and were incensed, the last four were from Captains who relayed complaints from the Masters and officers of their ships.  Every complaint names only one individual.  Master Juris.”

Kurin paused, thought for a bit and then said, “Actually, though the issues range from false accusations of theft, simple slander, deliberate disturbance of trade, loss of revenue by disturbance causing custom to leave or avoid booths, Motions in the Master’s Council to dismiss Grandalor Masters, Motions in the Master’s Council to cancel my children’s toy contract for pre-apprenticeship…”