"But, Master, " Karl's voice oozed from the corner The player gains nothing by this, but neither does he lose much, for with this play the Demesne is changed, and the game moves elsewhere in the purlieu. Talisman is lost in play, 'sacrificed' as we say. Talisman, an absorptive piece of the lesser ephemera. The player is a student, without power, so he plays Tragamors making barriers at the sides of the Demesne. Demon, most powerful of the ephemera, whose essence is shadow. 'blood, ' that is, essence, is red light. We have King, most durable of the adamants, whose Totem would splash it around, we'd maybe lose some pieces. Because Talisman is an absorptive piece, that is, it will soak up the King's play. "Because our side can't see what pieces may be hiding behind the King. Something similar, of like value, something. Almost anything could be hiding behind the King, and None of the battle pieces were right it had to be something similar to Totem. It was King's Bloodįour, an Imperative-which meant I had to move something. Gamesmaster Gervaise's only visible piece, the King, casting ruddy light before him. Two fanged Tragamors boxed the area to either side. On our side, the students' side, Demon loomed on a third level square casting a long, wingshaped shadow. Somewhere within the model, among the game pieces which glowed in their own light or disappeared in their own shadow-some where in the model was the Demesne, the focal area, the place of power where a move could be of significance. I turned back to the game model which hung in the air before us, swimming in icy haze. I wouldn't find it by staring out at Schooltown. Karl cleared his throat again, and I knew his mockery was only deferred, unless I could find ah answer quickly. Gamesmaster's shoulder for that far, thin line of blue which marked the boundaries of the True Game.
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All the sloped land between the Houses was crowded full of dwellings and shops, all humping their way up the hills to the shuttered Festival Halls, then scattering out among the School Farms which extended to the vacant land of the Edge. River Reave where it wound like a tarnished ribbon among all the other School Houses-each as full of students as a dog is of fleas, as Brother Chance, the cook, would say. " He turned away from us, staff taptapping across the tower room to the high window which gaped across the dark bulk of Havad's House down to Before you decide upon the move, always remember who you are. The move is one we haven't come across before, however, so take your time. "Correct that it isn't quite right and might be very wrong. Gamesmaster Gervaise didn't give him a chance. " Behind me Karl Pig-face gave a sneaky gasp as he always does when he is about to put me down, but "When I said 'no, ' I meant the answer wasn't quite right. Of the three Gamesmasters of Mertyn's House, I liked Gervaise the best.
Gamesmaster Gervaise tapped the stone floor with his iron-tipped staff, impatiently searching our faces for a lifted eye or for a raised hand. " The moment I said it, I knew it was wrong. Sheri Tepper - Shapeshifter 01 - King's Blood Four
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