Grenk

Brynn had sent Grenk and his force out along the plateau divide to make sure that there were no easily exploitable weak spots along the border.

Immortalis Salvatore, R. A., 1959- 2003

There had been talk of expelling the Behrenese emissary from the city, mostly from the fierce Grenk and his followers, but not only had Brynn dissuaded them from that course, she had insisted to Pechter Dan Turk that he remain in Dharyan-Dharielle.

Immortalis Salvatore, R. A., 1959- 2003

“He could return with a lie from Yatol De Hamman,” Grenk reasoned.

Immortalis Salvatore, R. A., 1959- 2003

As ordered, Grenk had solidified the defenses of every possible route over the plateau divide into central or northern To-gai, he had had the wisdom to go beyond that.

Immortalis Salvatore, R. A., 1959- 2003

“You have done well for our people,” Grenk congratulated, and he offered a respectful bow.

Immortalis Salvatore, R. A., 1959- 2003

The exchange she had just witnessed between Grenk and Paroud was a telling reminder of the enmity between the peoples, a basic distrust that went back many hundreds of years.

Immortalis Salvatore, R. A., 1959- 2003

With the typical and unmatched ferocity of the To-gai-ru, Grenk had struck hard at the Behrenese western flank, then immediately turned his forces in a run to the western gate, diverting many Behrenese and easing the pressure on the southern wall.

Immortalis Salvatore, R. A., 1959- 2003

Out in the distance, horns began to blow, and many cries of “Tanalk Grenk!” came echoing down from the walls.

Immortalis Salvatore, R. A., 1959- 2003

“We have won no victory here today,” Brynn told Grenk and all the others nearby.

Immortalis Salvatore, R. A., 1959- 2003

“If not, there is always tomorrow,” said a determined Grenk.

Immortalis Salvatore, R. A., 1959- 2003