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Updated: May 24, 2025
Kill!" That was the Salariki, all their instinctive savagery aroused. But Jellico spoke to Groft. "By our customs we do not kill the conquered. Let his friends bear him hence." He took the claw knife the Eysie still clutched in his hand and thrust it into his own belt. Then he faced the I-S party and Kallee. "Take your man and get out!"
Groft had not yet taken his place in the vacant chieftain's chair. For the present he stood in the center of the table circle, directing the captive slaves who circulated with the food. Until the magic moment when the clan themselves would proclaim their overlord, he remained merely the eldest son of the house, relatively without power.
As he took his stand before the wriggling creature the din gradually faded, the warriors settled back into their seats, a pool of quiet spread through the enclosure. Groft came up to take his position beside the priest. With both hands he carried a two handled cup.
Van Rycke replied, his voice properly sonorous, sounding out the rounded periods of the rolling tongue which they had all been taught during the voyage, using Cam's recording. Yes, the Terrans would join with pleasure in so good and great a cause. They would lend the force of their arms to the defeat of all gorp they had the good fortune to meet. Groft need only name the hour for them to join him
The gorp thrashed madly, spattering table and surrounding Salariki with its life fluid, but the attention of the crowd was riveted elsewhere. Into the old cup the priest poured another substance from a flask brought by an underling. He shook the cup back and forth, as if to mix its contents thoroughly and then handed it to Groft.
He held the torch watching to see how the Salariki made use of them. Groft led the advance running lightly out along the reef with agile and graceful leaps to cross the breaks where the sea hurled in over the rock.
That was Groft using the Trade Lingo, his eyes half closed as he lolled in his chair of state, almost as if he were about to witness some entertainment provided for his pleasure. "We wish to offer you the good fortune desires of our hearts " That was Kallee, the flowery words rolling with the proper accent from his tongue. "And that you shall not forget us we also offer gifts "
"Therefore let us follow the custom of warriors and take up the net and the knife " Was there a shade of dismay on Kallee's face? "And the time?" Groft leaned forward to ask but his satisfaction at such a fine ending for his feast was apparent. This would be talked over by every Sargolian for many storm seasons to come! Jellico glanced up at the sky. "Say an hour after dawn, chieftain.
Holding it before him the young chieftain leaped to the table top and so to stand before the high seat. There was a hush throughout the enclosure. Now even the gorp had ceased its wild struggles and hung limp in its bonds. Groft raised the cup above his head and gave a loud shout in the archaic language of his clan.
Groft smiled and the pleasure that expression displayed was neither Terran nor human. But then the clan leader was not either, Dane reminded himself. "Four of these warriors are clan-bound," he said. "But the others may produce a champion " Dane looked along the line of his comrades Ali, Rip, Weeks and himself had just been ruled out.
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