In Solstice and in Peril

By Johnson, Kevin, Wade

Book Id: WPLBN0100303437
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Reproduction Date: 8/18/2020

Title:	In Solstice and in Peril
Author:	Johnson, Kevin, Wade
Volume:
Language:	English
Subject:	Fiction, Drama and Literature, Heroic Fantasy
Collections:	Fantasy, Authors Community
Historic Publication Date:	2020
Publisher:	Self-Published

Member Page:	Kevin Johnson
Citation APA MLA Chicago Wade Johnson, B. K. (2020). In Solstice and in Peril. Retrieved from http://www.gutenberg.cc/

Description
A young man already promising to grow to great size and athleticism, a budding warrior. Once he leaves the failing inn on the edge of the Wastes, he has to make his way in the world. But how? Becoming a mercenary soldier is a good first step, but does he want to follow orders his whole life? Or give them? When Bear meets the mysterious youth called Mouse, he realizes that the two of them together might be able to call their own shots, and live an independent life. He doesn't hesitate... What might their life be like? What might it be like to make a living in their world? Come see, as they find work in Solstice, in Blackwood, and all over their world.

Summary
A promising young warrior named Bear leaves his father's house, and soon meets the mysterious Mouse. The two hit it off, and go to make their way in a fantasy world. An exploration of different cultures, but especially of how two medieval-era adventurers could live a life independent of nobles and armies.

Excerpt
We trudged up to the border post in a steady drizzle. Nothing but a dry-stack stone hut beside the road, the post held a single guard, grizzled-looking but tough. She stepped up to the doorway, but not out into the wet. "Welcome to the Barony of Rain," she said. "State your business." She didn't just look tough, she was tough. One guard, facing me and Mouse? Especially when she's closer to Mouse's size than mine? Okay, Mouse doesn't look like much unless you've been around, but me plus anybody is enough to make most nervous. Especially ever since Mouse got me this idiot bearskin to wear. People get nervous. I look like I might go all grisly on them. "Got an invite," I said. "Your Captain Arturo sent for us." "Not my Captain Arturo," she grumbled. "Do I look like a palace guard?" "Look like a body who wants to stay away from all the spitting and polishing." "Hah," she said. "Got that one. So, you got an invite from the glorious Captain?" "Said we did." "Lemme see—" She caught herself. "It's not in writing. You can't read." "Hah," I said. "Got that one. Word came from a cloth merchant, name of Darak." "One of those," she said. Must not like the Underfolk, obviously. "Whatever. His word was good." "Oh sure. Hold on," she said, ducking back into the hut for a moment. "Here," she said, holding out a baked-clay plaque. "Safe conduct to the capital. Show it to any patrols." "Got trouble, huh?" She looked at me as if my brains had been sucked out. "We invited you two in, didn't we?" "Got me there," I said. "Go," she said. "Gone." And we trudged over the border, into the barony.

Table of Contents
Map Bear, in Youth Bear and Mouse, in Dogtown Bear and Mouse, in Solstice Bear and Mouse, in the Ground Bear and Mouse, in Blackwood Bear and Mouse, in Port Sinful Bear and Mouse, in Song Bear and Mouse, Entrapped Bear and Mouse, at the Fire Fountain Bear and Mouse, at the Top Bear and Mouse, Entombed Bear and Mouse, in Rain Bear and Mouse, Entangled Bear and Mouse, at Home Afterword and Appendices About the Author