Pawn of Prophecy Chapter 2

This chapter begins by commenting that Garion has become a teenager. At least that is how I see it. The mood quickly shifts while focusing the attention on a wandering storyteller. This storyteller doesn't seem to be anybody important. He has always been welcomed at the farm. Aside from his thievery of Aunt Pol's kitchen. He would refuse offered food and then steal from the plate before it was gone. Even Pol didn't seem to mind the game of trying to catch the old wolf.

All the people at the farm loved his stories. They were almost magical. The old wolf could make sound effects like rain and wind among others. Durring this visit Faldor requests the story of old. The storyteller then told the story of the gods, similar to the prolouge, while everyone patiently listened.

Once the story came to an end, Garion found himself outside talking with the traveler. Carrying a lantern for the old wolf, they walk to his sleeping place in the barn. Durring the walk they discuss why there was no ending to the story. Garion says that it is only a story. The traveller simply says "Is it?". Hinting that Garion may someday be called upon by the gods to do a favor.

This chapter was a little short for my tastes, but still left me wanting to know more specifics. Who is this storyteller? Why did Aunt Pol and him give each other those looks? Why did he hint at Garion being so important? Short chapter with plenty of content. Deffinitely helps paint a good picture.

Next Chapter 3.

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Pawn of Prophecy Chapter 1

This chapter starts off describing the boy Garion. About his days in the kitchen and the games he would play with Aunt Pol. His aunt was a master cook in the kitchen and ran all aspects of it. Aunt Pol always kept close watch on the boy, even when he thought she wasn't. Aunt Pol could be strict at times, but Garion knew that she loved him dearly.

Garion grew up on Faldor's farm as long as he could remember. Faldor was a good master and treated his people with respect. As one could expect, everyone knew everyone else and were all aquainted with one another. In addition to the farmers there was also a smith named Durnik. Durnik would let the boy watch him work as long as he stayed out of the way. Garion learned that even though you might not see the work that was done, you should always do your best so you know it was done right.

There were three other kids about his age. Rundorig, a large Arend boy. Daroon, a small framed Sendarian boy. Lastly there was Zubrette, a Sendarian girl that had the boys wrapped around her finger. She would alweays get the boys in trouble. Daroon fell out of a tree and broke his arm when she gaoded him into going higher. Aunt Pol would make the boys her special teas whenever they would get hurt. After scolding Zubrette, Aunt Pol tells Garion to stay away from her. That begins his work scrubbing dishes and the like.

Garion first notices a black armored figure on a black steed in the distance, but when he looks back the figure is gone. A short time goes by and Garion hears the story of Brand Fighting Kal-Torak. Rundorig and Garion decide to reenact the legendaryt battle and both boys get hurt. Aunt Pol of course scolds them for being so dumb and stitches Garion up. After telling her why they were doing battle, Aunt Pol tells him to never say the name Torak again. Garion agrees and then takes one of Pols potions and drifts off to sleep.

I like how this chapter flowed. Begining with a boy and building on that. Different from the normal where most characters are fully grown from the start. It give you a chance to really learn "who" that person is. Showing he has a normal life in most aspects. However, who is this mysterious person all in black watching him from a distance. Why does he feel like he knows him.

I found myself quickly being immersed into the story and begining a bond with more than one person. Aunt Pol, Garion or even Durnik. Curious to meet Faldor as well to see if he really is so nice. Thats about all I can say about this chapter, but a very good start.

Next Chapter 2.

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Pawn of Prophecy Prolouge

The prolouge is taken from the book of Alorn. A fictional book from this paticular world that is a history of the gods and their people. It begins with a description of the different gods and how they are related to one another. How Aldur was sought after by a child and taught him the will and the word. Aldur named him Belgarath.

Aldur had no people to call his own and so created the orb. Torak stole the orb and misused it. Torak reshaped the land by splitting it apart and letting the waters flood in separating them. The orb seemed to display a conciousness. The orb became angry and burned out his left eye, melting his face and charring his left hand to ashes. From then on he was known as Kal-Torak or One-eye.

Belgarath was sought after by Cherek Bear-shoulders and his sons. They travelled to the tower of One-eye and stole the orb back. Riva Iron-grip was the one to hold onto the orb and not be burned by it. Upon waking Kal-Torak was so upset by his prize being stolen, he laid waste to his tower and city. Making his people wander in the wilderness to form new settlements.

The Angaraks and their god came for Riva Iron-grip and his companions to take back that thing which was stolen from a thief. Riva Iron-grip held out the orb and Kal-Torak fled while parts of his army were consumed by fire. Then the gods left this world in physical form only so One-eye could not find them.

Riva Iron-grip and his brothers separated and formed new people and lands unique for their own. Since Riva could hold the orb he was given the task of keeping it from and evil hands. Esspecialy One-eye. Belar then sent Riva some meteorite ore to froge a great sword with the orb in it's hilt. Only Iron-grip could wield the sword and its awesome power.

Now Belgarath sent his daughter, Beldaran, To be Riva's wife and provide him with children. The new hier would always show a birthmark of the orb on his right palm. Both sisters are committed to protecting Riva and his line. Some say they still watch over them to this day.

At first this prolouge and the way it is written can be confusing. I promise though that by the end of the book it will make perfect sense. Not much else to say since this was just some history and not new story.

Next Chapter One.

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