the deer are. As they know where I am. And if they're afraid, I'll never see them. But if they're not afraid, they'll come. They show themselves—'Here I am, you wanted me.' They give themselves. A man who doesn't know that has no business hunting. He's only a butcher."
We went on for two days more through rolling, open woods before we came to a good-sized stream. "Across that is Barna's country," said Chamry. "And we'd best stay on the path and make noise, let them know we're here, lest they think we're sneaking in to spy." So we came crashing into Barna's lands like a herd of wild pigs, as Venne said. We came on a path and followed it, still talking loudly. Soon enough there was a shout to halt and hold still. We did that. Two men came striding down the path to meet us. One was tall and thin, one was short and broad-bellied.
"Do you know where you are?" said the short one, false-jovial, not quite menacing. The tall one held his crossbow loaded, though not aimed.
"In the Heart of the Forest," said Chamry. "Seeking a welcome, Toma. You don't remember me?"
"Well, by the Destroyer! The bad penny always turns up!" Toma came forward to take Chamry by one shoulder and shake him back and forth with aggressive welcome. "You Upland rat," he said. "You vermin. Crawled off at night you did, with Brigin and that lot. What did you want to go with them for?"
"It was a mistake, Toma," said Chamry, getting his footing so Toma could go on shaking him. "Call it a mistake and forgive it, eh?"
"Why not? Won't be the last thing I forgive you, Chamry Bern." He let him go at last. "What have you brought with you there? Baby rats, are they?"
"All I took away with me was those pigheads Brigin and his brother," Chamry said, "and what I'm bringing back with me is two pearls, pearls set in gold for the ears of Barna. Venne, here, who can drop a deer at a thousand paces, and Gav, here, who can tell tales and poetry to make you weep one moment and laugh the next. Take us into the Heart of the Forest, Toma!"
So we went on a mile or so through the forest of oak and alder, and came to that strange place.
The Heart of the Forest was a town, with kitchen gardens and barns and byres and corrals outside the palisade walls, and inside them houses and halls, streets and squares—all of wood. Towns and cities were built of stone and brick, I thought; only barns for cattle and huts for slaves were built of wood. But this was a city of wood. It was swarming with people, men, and women too, and children—everywhere, in the gardens, in the streets. I looked at the women and children with wonder. I looked at the cross-beamed, gable-roofed houses with awe. I looked at the broad central square full of people and stopped, scared. Venne was walking right next to me, pressed up against my shoulder for courage. "I never saw nothing like this, Gav," he said hoarsely. We followed as close behind Chamry as two little kids behind the she-goat.
Chamry himself was looking about with some amazement. "It wasn't half this size when I left," he said. "Look how they've built!"
"You're in luck," said Toma, our fat guide. "There's himself."
Coming across the square towards us was a big, bearded man. Very tall, broad-chested, ample in girth, with dark reddish curly hair and a beard that covered all his cheeks and chin and chest, with large, clear eyes, and a singularly upright, buoyant walk, as if he were borne up a little above the ground—as soon as you saw him you knew he was, as Toma said, himself. He was looking at us with a pleasant, keen curiosity.
"Barna!" Chamry said. "Will you have me back, if I bring you a couple of choice recruits?" Chamry did not quite reverence Barna, but his posture was respectful, despite his jaunty tone. "I'm Chamry Bern of Bernmant, who made the mistake of going off south a few years back."
"The Uplander," Barna said, and smiled. He had a broad white smile that flashed in his beard, and a magnificently deep voice. "Oh, you're welcome back for yourself, man. We're free to come and free to go here!" He took Chamry's hand and shook it. "And the lads?"
Chamry introduced us, with a few words about our talents.