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A Malazan Book of the Fallen Collection 2

A Malazan Book of the Fallen Collection 2

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Autoren: Steven Erikson
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dark with anger as he strode towards Kruppe.
    The small round citizen spread his arms wide even as he involuntarily stepped back. 'Dearest friend and lifelong companion. Welcome, Councillor Coll. And who is that behind you? Why, none other than Councillor Estraysian D'Ariel In such fashion all the truly vital representatives of fair Darujhistan are thus gathered!'
    'Excluding you, Kruppe,' Coll growled, still advancing on the man who was now back-pedalling to his own carriage.
    'Untrue, friend Coll! I am here as representative of Master Baruk—'
    Coll halted. He crossed his burly arms. 'Oh, indeed? The alchemist sent you on his behalf, did he?'
    'Well, not in so many words, of course. Baruk and I are of such closeness in friendship that words are often unnecessary—'
    'Enough, Kruppe.' Coll turned to Caladan Brood. 'My deepest apologies, Warlord. I am Coll, and this gentleman at my side is Estraysian D'Arle. We are here on behalf of the Ruling Council of Darujhistan. The presence of this ... this Kruppe ... was unintended, and indeed is unwelcome. If you can spare me a moment I will send him on his way.'
    'Alas, it seems we have need of him,' Brood replied. 'Rest assured I will explain. For now, however, perhaps we should reconvene in my command tent.'
    Coll swung a glare on Kruppe. 'What outrageous lies have you uttered now?'
    The round man looked offended. 'Kruppe and the truth are lifelong partners, friend Coll! Indeed, wedded bliss – we only yesterday celebrated out fortieth anniversary, the mistress of veracity and I. Kruppe is most certainly of need – in all things, at all times and in all places! It is a duty Kruppe must accept, howsoever humbly—'
    With a low growl Coll raised a hand to cuff the man.
    Estraysian D'Arle stepped forward and laid a hand on Coll's shoulder. 'Be at ease,' the councillor murmured. 'It appears to be obvious to all that Kruppe does not speak for anyone but Kruppe. We are not responsible for him. If in truth he is to prove useful, the task of impressing us falls upon him and him alone.'
    'And impress I shall!' Kruppe cried, suddenly beaming again.
    Crone bounded down to hop towards Kruppe. 'You, sir, should have been a Great Raven!'
    'And you a dog!' he shouted back.
    Crone halted, teetered a moment, wings half spreading. She cocked her head, whispered, 'A dog?'
    'Only so that I might ruffle you behind the ears, my dear!'
    'Ruffle? Ruffle!'
    'Very well, not a dog, then. A parrot?'
    'A parrot!'
    'Perfect!'
    'Enough!' Brood roared. 'All of you, follow me!' He whirled and stomped towards the Tiste Andii encampment.
    It took only a glance from the Mhybe to start Whiskeyjack laughing. Dujek joined him a moment later, then the others.
    Silverfox squeezed her hand. 'Kruppe has already revealed his value,' she said in low voice, 'don't you think?'
    'Aye, child, that he has. Come, we'd best lead the way in catching up with the warlord.'
     
    As soon as all were within the command tent and the removal of cloaks and weapons had begun, Paran strode over to Councillor Coll. 'It is good to see you again,' the captain said, 'though,' he added in a low tone, 'you wore a soldier's armour with more ease, I think, than those robes.'
    Coll grimaced. 'You're right enough in that. Do you know I at times think back on that night camped in the Gadrobi Hills with something like nostalgia. We weren't anything but ourselves, then.' He met Paran's eyes with a flicker of worry at what he saw. They gripped hands. 'Simpler times ...'
    'An unlikely toast,' a voice said and they turned as Whiskeyjack joined them, an earthenware jug in one hand. 'There's tankards there behind you, Councillor, on what passes for a table. Brood has no servants as such so I've elected myself to that worthy task.'
    Pulling three tankards close, Paran frowned at the table. 'This is the bed of a wagon – you can still see the straw.'
    'Which also explains this place smelling like a stable,' the commander added, pouring the tankards full of Gredfallan ale. 'Brood's map table went missing last night.'
    Coll raised an eyebrow. 'Someone stole a table ?'
    'Not someone,' Whiskeyjack replied, glancing at Paran. 'Your Bridgeburners, Captain. I'd lay a column on it.'
    'What in Hood's name for?'
    'That's something you'll have to find out. Fortunately, the warlord's only complaint was at the inconvenience.'
    Caladan Brood's deep voice rose then. 'If one and all will find seats, we can get to the business of supply and materiel.'
    Kruppe was

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