Chapter 9
A Time of Ice and FirePardigan glanced up and out of the cave to see bulging eyes staring from a face possessed by the chase of the hunt, the bloodlust that had driven the huge warrior up the rocky slope and on towards the cave's narrow entrance. Every fibre of the man's being was steeling itself, ready to maim and to kill, to live his calling as a Barbarian warrior.
Pardigan scuttled back, colliding with Quint in his haste to retreat and get out of the warrior's path. A stab of fear robbed him of reason as the warrior loomed up, his ragged black beard flecked with spittle and snot held loosely in place by the freezing cold.
Hefting a crude double-headed axe the warrior swung back, and seeing the element of surprise had gone, screamed out his battle cry that echoed booming th
