The Path to Greatness/Chapter 6

The sensation was dizzying. I had avoided magical teleportation until now because I had this deep-seated fear that I would disappear and never reappear again, or worse reappear in some terrible situation like thousands of feet up in the air or in the middle of a stone mountain. It was rendered even more dizzying by the fact that I have moved directly eastward in the process. What was the dark of the post-midnight morning was now becoming the gradually lightening sky of predawn in the desert. A cool breeze blew from the north and east and I glanced about me purposefully.

"Where do we go from here?" Kendrel asked.

"Gimbuur da Shara-naga," Culak said pointedly. Shara-naga was a relatively obscure word in High Ulgathi and I had to think for a moment to seek its meaning. I thought it literally meant serpentkind or serpent men. Neither was a very precise description, but it was clear whom the term actually referred to: it was the High Orcish term for the Drakel.

"Clearly," I responded, looking about the area. "But where? Do we investigate the place where the Drakel were last seen or do we wait for the oasis to awaken for business and seek information from the local citizenry?"

Kendrel considered this. "We have no guarantee the Drakel are anywhere near where they were last sighted. They could be anywhere in the desert given their means of transport."

Culak grunted and then said with a frown, "Da muun ist duumat sharûk. Da muunglass ist nub frend ub de Ulgathi."

Wait or go or perhaps something else....