![]() ![]() The mosaicked floor bore the likeness of a golden serpent, surrounded by what might have been the rays of the sun. He spared not a glance for the naked captives, a man and a woman, bound hand and foot, who lay gagged at one side of the column-circled room. ![]() The reptiloid warden followed close behind, closing the massive doors after his master, but Amanar barely noticed. "Sitha," Amanar said, and passed through the doors without pausing. They came to tall doors set in the stone, both doors and stone carved with serpents in endless arabesques. Sitha, Warden of the S'tarra, Amanar's Saurian henchman, bore a great doubleedged ax. A curved tulwar swung at the hip of every one except for hire who marched close behind Amanar. The fingers of the elongated hands that held their spears ended not in nails, but in claws. ![]() His henchmen looked like ordinary men, at first glance and from a distance, but their faces were vaguely pointed, their eyes glinted red beneath ridged helmets, and their skins bore reptilian scales. He was slender, this thaumaturge, and darkly handsome, his black heard cropped close but a vaguely serpentlike streak of white meandered through his short hair, and the red flecks that danced in his eyes drew the gaze, and the will, of anyone foolish enough to look deeply. Amanar the Necromancer made his way down a dim corridor that violated the very heartstone of the mountain, followed by those no longer human. Fierce hillmen who feared nothing rode miles out of their way to go around that dark bastion, and made the sign of the horns to ward off evil at its mention. Conan the Invincible By Robert Jordan Chapter I The icy wind whipping through the brown, sheer-walled chasms of the Kezankian Mountains seemed colder still around the bleak stone fortress that grew from the granite flank of a nameless mountain in the heart of the range. ![]()
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