3.
Nett of the Howling Fury
Conchobar leaned forward stiffly on the uncomfortable wooden chair and began slapping his thighs in an effort to get some warmth back into them. The fires of Tara were an impressive sight but they could not keep the cold at bay on this hill, exposed as it was to the bitter northerly wind.
Everything has to be done the hard way with us, he thought sullenly.
Everything has to be done the hard way with us,
Hardship and suffering, conflict and misery, will it ever stop?
The first few who wore Morann’s Collar had diverted him little enough as it was, but now the quality had rapidly declined and the king paid scant attention to the proclamations of these so-called heroes. Not long ago he had heartily enjoyed such tales but recent events had soured him, robbed
