Only bought it from her da, Selia muttered.
Jeorje ignored the words. Stam Tailor has ever been a burden on this town, given to drink and poor choices.
Jeorje might be a hypocrite, but he was not without a point. Plenty of folk liked getting drunk on festival days or at night after the wards were checked, but Stam was seldom sober, and someone was always cleaning his mess, one way or the other. Hed taken the rush of magic over drink, but addiction was addiction.
A burden on this town. It wasnt the first time Selia heard Jeorje use those words, and it always led to the same place.
Fine, she said. Councils all here now. Send someone to fetch Maddy and Ill send for Stam. Well hear their case and vote tonight.
It was an empty promise. Hog and Coline were still paying for their votes against Renna Tanner, and Mack had been replaced by Jeph. With those votes turned, the council would never support the Fishers calls for blood again.
Selia saw a fleeting smile twitch Jeorjes lips, and she realized he had never wanted the vote. He wanted to be seen supporting the Fishers when she was against.
You need not depend on Town Square for protection from corespawn, Jeorje told Raddock. Southwatch can offer better.
Selia flexed her knuckles. Adding Fishing Hole would only give Jeorje three council votes out of ten, but half the Brooks population would answer to him. If that happened, the council really would become obsolete, and Selia would be lucky to avoid being staked in the square herself.
Talk about it on your own time, Jeph cut in loudly. I called this meeting, and the suns settin.
It was crowded atop the watchtower with all ten Speakers and Keven Marsh who had carried his father up the ladder. Private squabbles died away as they took in Jephs greatward, clearly visible from above. The symbol brightened as shadows lengthened. By sunset the ward was glowing softly, illuminating all Jephs property.
Jeph pointed. Led a couple Wanderers that way last night.
Demons came in all shapes and sizes, but folk in the Brook lumped them into two groups: Regulars and Wanderers. Regulars tended to haunt the same paths, imprinting on an area and almost never leaving. Wanderers hunted where sound and spoor led, ranging wide and without pattern.
Corelings always rose in the same spot they used to flee the sun the night before. As the dark strengthened, black mist vented from the ground like smoke, coalescing into a pair of field demons.
The demons caught sight of people wandering Jephs yard and tamped their paws to pounce. Folk screamed and fell back, warriors moving forward to put a wall of shields between the demons and the townsfolk.
But as the demons leapt, they were thrown back as the greatward flashed like a bolt of lightning, turning night into day for the barest instant.
Jeph put two fingers in his mouth and gave a shrill whistle. Jeph Young, his eldest son, appeared with a bow, expertly putting a warded shaft into one of the demons. It yelped and collapsed. Its fellow shrieked and clawed at the forbidding, leaving streaks of magic in the air where the claws scraped against the greatward.
The other Bales children appeared with slingshots, peppering the second coreling with warded stones that sparked and bit against its armour. The demon hunched down and attempted to flee, but Jeph Young had another arrow nocked by then, taking it in the back. The downed demon kept kicking until Jeph Young put it down for good with his third shot.
Everyone was impressed by the spectacle. Folk down in the yard gave a cheer, and there was chatter in the watchtower among the Speakers. Only Jeorje was silent, eyes glittering. No doubt he had come more for politicking than magic, but there was power in Jephs greatward, and Selia knew the leader of Southwatch would covet it.
And why shouldnt he? The greatwards could make their towns succour a permanent thing. Folk could sleep sound in the night, and tend fields without fear of demons burning them just before harvest. Yet something in that covetous look left Selia unsettled.
When all had ample time for a look, Jeph led them back down to the yard and up onto his porch to address the folk. All eyes were on him, something Jeph Bales had never cared for, but he met those eyes boldly tonight, filled with a sense of purpose Selia had never seen before.
Messenger taught me a bit of warding before he left last year. No one needed to ask whom Jeph meant. There was only one Messenger who came bearing wards. Been experimentin and you can see the results for yourself. Ent no test for these wards. Nothin to prove. Any as want them can have them. Messenger said they were to be spread far and wide. Said, gainst the corelings, were all on the same side.
There was excited chatter in the crowd at that, but also doubt. Jephs greatward was ambitious. Many would not feel up to constructing their own when regular wards had done well enough for them thus far.
That ent all. Jephs words drowned in the buzz of the crowd.
Silence. Jeorje didnt shout, but the soft-spoken word was loud, penetrating the din. He thumped his cane on the porch boards for emphasis, and folk froze like cats caught on the kitchen counter.
Jeph didnt miss a beat, raising his own voice. Messenger told me about corelings we ent seen yet ones that only come out when the night is darkest. Shape changers that can look like friends and trick folk into stepping beyond the wards. Smart demons that can steal thoughts right outta your head and lead lesser corelings like hounds. Said we need to step up our forbiddings, and gave us the wards to do it. Everyone needs to learn em, from the schoolhouse slate to the last elder.
Hog, prewarned, stepped forward. For those that dont want to wait on lessons, or ent got a steady warding hand, weve got mind wards as stamps, pendants, hat brims, even plates you can glue on your favourite helmet.
How much you gonna charge for a set o them plates, Hog? Mack Pasture shouted.
Hog crossed his arms. Twenty credits.
The crowd gasped. Twenty credits could feed a family of five for a month. The Brook was prospering as never before, but few in town had that much to spare.
Always a cheat! Mack screamed. Even when Messenger says were all on the same side!
There were nods through the crowd, even some of Selias own militia. Hogs greed was ever getting the better of him.
Selia thumped her spear on the porch, much as Jeorje had. Ten.
The word bit through the anger in the crowd, all eyes turning towards her. She kept her chin high as Hog scowled, daring him to contradict her.
Rusco Hog was no fool. This wasnt the first time hed faced an angry crowd, and without Selia to put out the fire hed have been strung up as a thief long since. He swallowed his grimace and gave a sharp, shallow nod.
Ten. Jeorje thumped his cane, and Selia too had to swallow a grimace. Any time he could not get the first word, Jeorje was sure to get the last, making every ruling of the town council appear to be his own personal judgement.
He met her look much as shed met Hogs, calmly daring her to contradict him in front of a crowd.
There was nothing Selia could say without sounding petulant and weak, and Jeorje knew it. Folk outside Southwatch might not like the Speaker, but they were all afraid of him. Old Man Watch held folk to an impossible standard and was quick to punish when they fell short.
Council better rule on every price in the General Store, Mack called. Elsewise hell mark up everythin else to make up the loss.
Hog lifted a finger, and store security moved to surround him, glowering at any who stepped close. Dont want to shop at my store, Mack Pasture, ent forcing you.
Dont matter! Jephs shout signalled the end of his patience. Dont want to pay Hog, Pasture? Learn to draw the rippin wards yourself! Just said they were free for all.
Why did the Messenger give all this to you, Jeph Bales, and not the council? Raddock Lawry asked loudly. All this talk of demons that look like folk and read minds sounds like a Jak Scaletongue story.
Might be Scaletongue ent just an ale story, Jeph said.
Dont answer the question. Why you, Bales? Raddock wasnt well liked outside his borough, but his white beard was respected, especially when so few of them remained in the Brook. On hearing the question, the crowd wanted an answer, too.
Jeph straightened, meeting Raddocks eye. Because the Messenger was Arlen Bales. My son.
Even Raddock Lawry and Mack Pasture had nothing to shout in the stunned silence that followed. The Messenger was a revered figure in the Brook. Half the folk thought he was the Deliverer come again, and the rest were still thinking it over. Only a fool would be first to speak.
Jeorje thumped his cane, eyes hard, but whether it was religious fervour or threatening a rival, Selia could not say.
All know my wife, Silvy, was cored. Jeph pointed to a spot in the yard. Right there.
Folk standing on the spot shifted uneasily, edging away as if it were cursed.
What folk dont know is that I stood right here, he stomped a foot on the porch, safe behind the wards, and watched it happen.
The crowd gave a collective gasp.
Dint have battle wards back then. Dint think I could do anythin but die, I went out into a yard full of demons. Jeph shook his head. But Arlen dint see it that way. Dint see anythin, cept his mam in trouble. Ran into the yard and knocked a flame demon off Silvy with a milk bucket and dragged her behind the wards of the pig pen to wait out the night.
Selia saw Jephs muscles clench, knuckles whitening as he gripped the porch rail.
When his mam died two days later, Arlen couldnt find it in his heart to forgive me. Creator my witness, cant blame him for that. Ran off and caught Messenger Ragen on his way back to Miln, made his way in the Free Cities.
Whyd he come back? someone shouted.
Found the battle wards, my boy, Jeph said. Came back to make sure what happened to his mam never happened again. But that ent all. He turned, meeting the eyes of Raddock Lawry and Garric Fisher. Arlen and Renna Tanner were promised back in 319 AR, just before Arlen ran off. Both of us saw first-hand how Harl Tanner treated his daughters. Locked his girls in the outhouse at night when they were wilful, and put hands on them like they were his wives. Thats why I took Ilain back with me.
Dint stop you takin her to your bed before Silvys side was cool, Garric growled. Reckon she witched you with those big bubbies just like Renna Tanner did my son.
Remember Arlen brought Renna back to my farm, Fisher, Jeph said. Sat right here and told me she and Cobie wanted to be together, just like the Tender said. Harl killed Cobie, and Renna killed Harl for it before he could kill her next.
And if the little skink had minded her da, theyd all be alive, Garric snapped. This towns had enough scandal from Tanner whores.
Lucik Boggin stiffened, eyes flicking to Beni. He turned back to Garric, eyes alight, but Jeph stayed him with a hand. Never a brave man, Jeph moved purposefully down the porch steps towards Garric, and the crowd fell back, clearing a path between the two men.
Jeph Bales, you get back on this porch! Selia snapped.
You may be Town Speaker, but this is my borough and my property, Selia. Jeph never took his eyes off Garric. Thank you to keep out of this.
Jeorje thumped his cane. Men have a right to satisfaction. The words were neutral so that whatever the outcome, Jeorje could support it as his own or the Creators judgement.
Jeph kept a firm stride, but Garric, taller and heavier, stood his ground. Say that again, Jeph growled when they were nose to nose.
Garric shrank back at the words, but Selia could see him dropping his shoulder and setting his feet.
She tensed, ready to cry out or leap from the porch, but something in Jephs posture stayed her. Her father used to teach boxing to the children in Town Square, and Jeph seemed to remember his lessons. When Garric swung his roundhouse punch, Jeph caught the blow on his curled left arm and then jabbed, stunning the Fisher while a right cross crumpled his nose.
Garric stumbled back but kept his feet. He might have remained in the fight, but Jeph stayed on the attack, stepping in and adding hooks to Garrics body that folded him over and blasted the wind from his lungs. Garric lunged forward, wrapping his meaty arms around Jeph and attempting to twist him to the ground, but Jeph planted his left foot, stopping them cold, and used Garrics hold against him, keeping the Fisher in place to take Jephs right knee to the chest.
Jeph shoved Garric back and heel-kicked him into the crowd of Fishers surrounding their fighting space. He kept his fists up, but Garric was either unable or unwilling to rise. Jeorje, no doubt hoping for a very different outcome, gave a slight shake of his head.
Coline Trigg ran from the porch, shoving past him to tend to Garric. His broken nose was bleeding freely and had already begun to swell.
Cores gotten into you, Jeph Bales? Coline shrieked. So ashamed of your cowardice you need to act like a demon?
Ent a coreling, but Im through bein a coward. Jeph raised a finger at Coline. And you ent got a right to talk down. Known your gatherin half as well as you claim, my Silvy wouldve lived and none of this happened.
That ent fair, Coline said.
Ay, Jeph said loudly. Life ent fair sometimes. Wernt fair to my family, or to Cobie Fisher. Ent been fair to the Tanner girls but that ends tonight. Any that dont like it can get off my property.
Sayin your sons the Deliverer? Raddock moved to stand over Coline and Garric, keeping the crowds eyes on his injured kin. Left Fishing Hole behind on purpose?
No ones sayin anything of the sort, Selia cut in. Fishers left yourselves behind when you set a girl out to be cored without so much as letting her say her piece. Ent too late to see that and go back to the ways things used to be.
Raddock glared at her. Ent the first time folkve been divided over a girl gettin cored, is it, Speaker?
Selia stiffened at the words.
Yet here you are, right in the middle of it again. Raddock glanced at Selias militia. Wonder whose life youll ruin this time?
Selia clenched a fist, and it was all she could do not to wade in and pummel the old man much as Jeph had Garric. Her militia, too young to know what Raddock was talking about, looked at each other in confusion, but Selia wasnt fooled. Raddock hadnt been looking at all the fighters just the women.