Nevjuul was heaving very hard. He made himself calm, and slowed his breathing. He was blending in the shadows, behind a tent, watching the creature.
No one could see him, he was completely invisible in the shadows. His dark skin made him melt in with the scenery.
The Oracle... the Ancient One. This minute they were planning to go see the Ancient One! He must find a way to go with them... but how?
He could be their body-guard, that was what he was good at. Nevjuul sneaked away from the shadows, ducking and weaving stay out of sight.
The North Road... take it... ten miles down... wait there. said a voice... the weak voice of Nevjuul's master.
"Hee-yah!" he shouted, and his Elum, Lightsend, galloped down the North Road.
The Creature of the Oracle will take this road, and when they find me, I'll join with them. Thought Nevjuul. He sped down the road, he split the night, and did not stop till he was a good ten miles from the village.
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