Nightside 05 - Paths Not Taken

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    "Enough," I said, hoping it was true.
    "The Druid shamans are powerful magic-users," said Marcellus. "Especially outside the cities, but they're a vicious bunch, and treacherous with it."
    "We can look after ourselves," said Suzie.
    "What would they want for helping us?" I said.
    "An arm and a leg," said Marcellus. "Possibly literally. Very keen on live sacrifice, when it comes to granting boons, your Druidic gods. Can you think of anyone you wouldn't much mind handing over to the Druids, for ritual torture and sacrifice?"
    "Not yet," said Suzie.
    Livia shrugged. "Most of the gods or beings will want payment in blood or suffering, your soul, or someone else's."
    "I suppose ... there's always Herne the Hunter," Marcellus said doubtfully.
    "Yes!" I said, slamming my hand down on the bar again, and then wished I hadn't, as something sticky clung to it as I pulled my hand back again. "Of course, Herne the Hunter! I'd forgotten he was here, in this time."
    "Herne?" said Suzie. "That scruffy godling who hangs around Rats' Alley with the rest of the homeless?"
    "He's a Power, here and now," I said. "A Major Power, drawing his strength from the wild forests of old England, and all the creatures that live in it. He was, or more properly will be, Merlin's teacher. Oh yes ... He's got more than enough power to help us out."
    "If you can convince him," said Livia.
    "I can convince anyone," said Suzie.
    "Where can we find Herne the Hunter?" I said.
    "He lives out in the wild woods, far and far from the cities and civilisation of Man," said Marcellus. "No-one finds him unless he wants to be found, and those that do mostly regret it. But my wife and I have had dealings with Herne and his Court in the past. We can take you right to him."
    "We could," Livia said quickly. "But what's in it for us? What will you give us to take you right to Herne the Hunter?"
    Suzie and I looked at each other. "What do you want?" I said resignedly.
    "Our freedom," said Marcellus. "Freedom from this awful place, our awful lives, our undeserved slavery."
    "We will do anything, to be free again," said Livia. "And then we shall have our revenges on all those who scorned and mocked us!"
    "Free us from our chains," said Marcellus. "And we will do anything for you."
    "Anything," said Livia.
    "All right," I said. "You've got a deal. Take us to Herne, and I'll break you free from whatever geas holds you here."
    Livia sneered at me. "It's not that simple. The old witch Lilith is powerful; can you stop her sending agents after us, to reclaim her property?"
    "She'll listen to me," I said. "She's my mother."
    Marcellus and Livia looked at me blankly for a moment, then they both backed away from me, the same way you'd back away from a snake you'd just realised was poisonous. There was shock in their faces, and fear, and then ... something else, but they turned away to mutter urgently to each other before I could figure out what it was. Suzie looked at me thoughtfully.
    "I thought we'd agreed it would be a bad idea for this period's Lilith to find out you were here?"
    "Give me a break," I said quietly. "I'm thinking on my feet here. I can find a way to break their geas; that's what I do, remember? But I don't think I trust either of this pair further than I could throw a wet camel, certainly not enough to let them in on all my little secrets, okay?"
    Marcellus and Livia approached us again. Their faces were carefully blank, but their body language was decidedly wary.
    "We'll take you to Herne," said Marcellus. "We've decided that if anyone can get us our freedom and our revenge,
    it's you. But know this: Herne the Hunter is not the easiest of gods to deal with. He cares nothing for mortal men and women. He has been known to use them as prey in his hunts. And he hates everything that comes from the cities."
    "Don't worry," I said. "We have something we can use to buy his help."
    "We do?" said Suzie.
    "Knowledge of what the future holds for him," I said. "If he listens, it's possible he could change what fate currently holds in store for him. But he probably won't; gods always think it can't happen to them. But... I never met a Being yet who could resist knowing the future."
    "Can I point out that Poseidonis didn't handle this knowledge at all well?"
    "Well, yes; but Poseidonis is a dick."
    "And a big one, too," Suzie said solemnly.
    "If you two have quite finished muttering together," Livia said severely, "may I point out that my husband and I are prevented