Tharn rubbed his chin while his quick mind reviewed the situation. "I
think," he said finally, "That it would be better if Trakor and I went
ahead and removed the guards outside the wall gates. Then our entire
force can enter the grounds themselves and hide in the shrubbery there
until a door at the rear of the palace can be unbarred. It might serve
us best if Trakor and I go directly to Vokal's room and take him captive
before we give the signal for the rest of you to enter."
Garlud was shaking his head. "No. That is risking too much. If the two
of you were captured, the entire palace would be alerted before the rest
of us could put a foot inside it. Then indeed would we be helpless;
Vokal's men could cut us down from the safety of the palace walls."
The five stood there in the silent sleeping street, stone walls rising
steep and bleak on either side, the entire army behind them hidden from
chance view by the almost total lack of light. There was less than two
hours remaining before dawn and they must act quickly or lose their
chief aid: the darkness of the now moonless night.
It was finally decided that Tharn and Trakor, as a tribute to their
superior experience in tracking down the most wary of prey, were the
ones to remove the guards outside at least two of the gates in Vokal's
wall of stone.
And so it was that the two Cro-Magnards stole away into the darkness,
armed with arrows and bow and two good flint knives.
Half an hour later both were back, reporting success to the other
leaders. "It was almost too easy," Tharn said thoughtfully. "Where there
were four guards at one of the gates earlier tonight, I found but
one--and he was sitting with his back to the gate and fast asleep. After
I slew him I went on to help Trakor, only to learn he had had an almost
similar experience."
"It is not uncommon for guards to sleep at their posts," Jotan said
impatiently. "Let us get started before other of Vokal's guards discover
the gates are unguarded and rouse the palace defenders."
"I think we should make sure we are not going blindly into some trap,"
Tharn demurred. "This entire thing is suspicious ... too easy."
But Jotan waved the cave lord into silence. "Can't you understand," he
said crisply, "that we don't have time for that? I say let's get on with
our plan and not spend time worrying about things that will never
happen."
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