Seg the Bowman

Chapter two

Chapter two

Seg the Horkandur collects arrowsSeg’s instincts clashed.

His first instinct was to loose as many shafts as he could, skewer a clump of these damned flyers, and then rip out his sword and go plunging into the fight.

But, also, his first instinct was to grasp the Lady Milsi about the waist and, honoring his sworn promise to protect her, hurry her into the problematical safety of the jungle.

He could follow either course.

Where lay the course of honor?

His old dom, whom these people called the Bogandur, used to say that honor didn’t bring in the bread and butter. Despite that, he was the most honorable of men that Seg knew, his concept of honor not being of the rigid kind. Rather, it adhered to seeking the best solution to any problem that arose.

Without turning, Seg rappe