Myth-Fortunes

"As I you, O See-Ker, sailor of the Lunar Boat. I am sorry to have missed you in your lovely realm."

"Fine," Aahz said, waving his hand in dismissal. "Now, if the mutual admiration society is done with its meeting, I've got an invasion to plan!"

"But I'm safe!" I protested. "You don't have to go attack Diksen now!"

"Sure I do," Aahz said, scowling. "The bum put a curse on my construction project. He is costing me a fortune every single day it's in force!"

"Turns on a silver coin," Badaxe said, shaking his head. "Aahz, it's not necessary."

"No, indeed," See-Ker said. "I will intervene with Diksen for you."

"You?" Aahz asked, looking the king up and down. "Thanks a heap for giving my partner a lift home, and goodbye. No offense, ski

See-Ker was more amused than insulted by Aahz's attitude.

"You are wrong when you say it is none of my business," he said. "First, your partner is now a friend of my nation. Second, it is the concern of all intelligent beings to avoid u

The third reason made Aahz perk up his ears.

"Okay," he said grudgingly. "Have a seat, majesty. Tell me what you know." Guido and Nunzio hastily vacated their bench for SeeKer. The slender king took up less than a third of it widthwise than they had.

"What could he possibly tell you that I couldn't tell you, Aahz?" Samwise wheedled, as the king's minions took their place behind him with fans and at his feet with a tray holding a pitcher and golden goblet. He blocked Aahz's path. "Don't listen to this guy. I'm the one who used to work for him."

"And you said, you don't know anything." Aahz moved him to one side. "I want to hear it from a different source."

"But Aahz!" Samwise interposed himself again.

Aahz looked him in the eye. "Are you telling me there's something you don't want him to tell me? Are you keeping secrets?"

"What, like you don't have any magikal powers anymore?" Samwise sneered.

A low gasp echoed around the room. I started forward to prevent Aahz from ripping Samwise's head off for the insult. Instead Aahz folded his arms. I stood back, impressed. Aahz didn't even raise his voice.

"I brought you a competent magician, didn't I? Did you lose a single coin from me? No! I brought you more business. You've had my expertise and my advice, which is what you asked for. Do you want more than that?"

Samwise sighed. "No, I guess not." He sat down on a chair and put his head in his hands.

"Okay, your Majesty," Aahz said. "Give. What's eating Diksen?"

"He has an artist's soul," See-Ker said. "He is sensitive by nature."

"Yeah, I could just tell that by the way he threw us out of his office," Aahz said. "I'm begi

"I do not deny that Diksen has a competitive nature. The pointed structures in my realm inspired Diksen. He wanted to bring them here first."

"I doubt he'd have had a lot of competition. There's not much attic room," Aahz commented.

"But we have few possessions," See-Ker pointed out. "Our treasure is in our families."

"Thanks for the load of sentimental claptrap," Aahz said, "but let's not get off the subject. What about Diksen? Where'd he get off setting a curse?"

"I wouldn't claim to read his mind, but I have known him since he was a boy," See-Ker said, taking a sip from the goblet poured for him by Aswana. "There was supposed to be another building begun, on behalf of his mother, who is also a Necrop. He intended to finish it while she was alive, so she could enjoy it. The carved stones under the clear surface would be her favorite stories and legends. He has worked on them for years, but he has not yet come up with plans that satisfied him. They must be just right. We Necrops live long; he had the leisure to perfect them as he chose. But before he knew it, another pyramid was under construction. It looks exactly like the plans that Maul-De brought to show us on her visit home some years ago. She was so proud of her son. He does love his Mumsy. He is a good boy."

"You can't be sure they're the same," Samwise protested.

See-Ker regarded him with his calm black eyes. The Imp squirmed. "But I am. I saw the plans myself, and I have seen the three levels of stone you have already laid."

"Four!" Samwise protested. "Almost four!"

"Almost four, then," See-Ker conceded. "They are exactly like the tombs that we create in Necropolis. An unca

"Uh, no. Look, I never denied that I got the plans from Diksen. But it was okay! He wasn't going to use those anymore! They weren't what he wanted! I figured he wouldn't mind."

"You stole the plans," Aahz gritted.

"He threw them away," the Imp protested. "They were crumpled up on the floor. He was never going to unfold them and use them again!"

"But you did take them without his express permission," See-Ker said, his large eyes bright in the hollow, shrunken sockets. "He would see it as an insult to his Mumsy."

Samwise quivered.

"Uh ... well, yeah, when you say it like that, I guess that's kind of what happened."

Aahz groaned. I stepped in.

"What about Diksen's character?" I asked See-Ker. "Is he likely to be responsible for the trouble that we've been having? Attacks, accidents, uh, catastrophic misunderstandings?" I glanced at Aahz.

See-Ker shook his head. "Not directly. It is against our culture to work toward the destruction of another unless he offers direct harm to us. We believe that a dishonest man will bring harm upon himself. It is a shame that he passed it along to so many other i

"You can say that again," Aahz said.

"Perhaps we can appeal in that fashion," Chumley said. "A decent man would not want harm visited upon others who did not wrong him."

Aahz lifted his lip derisively. "If it was me, I'd let others suffer and make sure they knew who was responsible for it." He looked pointedly at Samwise. "Let them impose justice on him."

"All I want to do is make people happy!" the Imp protested.

"And make a bundle of money," Aahz said. "You were so greedy that you didn't check."

"Well, you jumped on the bandwagon pretty quickly yourself, Aahz," Samwise complained. "We wouldn't have started Phase Two for ages if you hadn't insisted."

"He is still not responsible for your action," See-Ker said gently. "So if you apologize to Diksen, perhaps he will forgive you and remove the curse. There is no other way. It is difficult for a curse to be dispelled by anyone but the caster."

Chumley slapped his hands on his thighs. "So, a diplomatic mission of sorts is called for. I volunteer my services."

"As do I," Tweety said, raising a massive paw.

Others around the room offered their assistance. Aahz counted up dozens of volunteers.

"Okay," Aahz said. "What harm can it do? In that case,

Badaxe, we'll have to stand down the invasion. At least for the time being."

Badaxe waved a hand. "Don't worry. I didn't prepare for one. My guys are mostly out there to make sure you didn't try and charge off to do something stupid. I'll bring a few of 'em with me, just for backup."

"I hope they will not be needed," See-Ker said. "The Dorsals have no magik of their own. They are merely fierce, brave and intelligent."

"So are my boys," said Badaxe proudly. "If they're so smart, they won't fight if we come in a under truce. Evening the odds'll just make sure everything stays peaceful."