Chapter Thirty-Five
Reading the Runes
After the attack by the goblins, Iarion and his companions were able to sleep with no more interruptions. Khamud rejoined them shortly after breakfast. It was impossible to tell from the stoic dwarf’s expression whether he brought good news or bad. Iarion hoped his people had chosen to help. Without guidance, he and his companions would be forced to find the ancient city they sought on their own. Although Iarion had accepted the extra time it had taken to cross the desert with Tamir’s tribe, wandering aimlessly across a part of the continent they had never seen would be a complete waste. The Khashada’s minions must be attacking the eastern lands openly by now. Every moment squandered meant more lives lost.
Khamud gave Barlo a nod of respect as he ap
