or two. It was not that he intended to get into trouble, but somehow trouble always came looking specifically for Robyn. Due to the excessive number of catastrophes following Robyn about, he had not been very popular with the other youngsters. Other Coblyns further shunned him for the same reasons. However, since Gludog had taken him under his wing, he had managed to prevent many serious incidents. Since those early days, everyone’s opinion of Robyn had begun to modify and although he was not actively sought after as a bosom companion, at least, he was reasonably well liked now, especially since he had become one of the best archers and swordsmen in the tower. Nevertheless, he was still rather impulsive and would fight any worthwhile ‘cause’ to the best of his abilities … no matter what the outcome!
“What happened to the safety harness and why did you leave the door wide open?” Gludog asked incredulously. “If only you had simply shut the door and taken the added precaution of fixing a restraining harness to the cockroach, to prevent it from running away, you wouldn’t have landed into such a mess!”
“Yes, I know it’s all normal procedures, but I simply forgot,” Robyn admitted reluctantly.
They continued along the maze of intersecting tunnels moving ever upwards and as they turned the next corner, they came to a major sentry post, well lit with tables and benches. It was a meeting place for sentries from all over the tower when they were re-assigned duties after each meal of the day. Nomis was surprised to see Lawnslod there, having last seen him at the lowest entrance of the tower, beyond the Water Hoist.
“Ah … Greetings my little friends. I hath arranged to be thy escort, since Master Nomis is a visitor to our tower. How doth it go with thy ‘patient’?” Lawnslod’s familiar attitude momentarily stunned the other guards. They seemed more used to seeing Lawnslod berate the young apprentices, two of these in particular, as mischief and mayhem seemed to be close by if they were in a guard’s patrol area!
“Oh, Master Garan, sewed her up and pronounced that although it may take sometime before she is ready to go back to the wild, she will be all right. However, thank you for your concern on behalf of Cecren Bach, as my master’s named her. In the meantime, he gave me