war of the spider queen 3 condemnation-第46部分

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azzt's　Dilemma。　The　Menzoberranyr　have　long　maintained　a　small　outpost　there　to　watch　this　road；　as　it's　one　of　the　few　large　enough　for　an　army　to　use。　Our　vanguard　should　reach　it　in　five　days'　time。　After　that；　our　path　forks　and　we　must　make　our　first　hard　decision。　We　can　choose　to　go　north；　through　the　Pillars　of　Woe；　or　circle　around　to　the　west；　which　adds　at　least　six　days　to　our　march。　The　Pillars　are　likely　to　be　held　against　us；　and　so　could　delay　us　indefinitely。〃
　　　〃The　Pillars　of　Woe　。。。〃　Horgar　said。　The　prince　tugged　at　his　iron…gray　beard　as　he　studied　the　map。　〃When　the　drow　learn　we're　ing；　they'll　certainly　move　troops　there　and　hold　the　pass　against　us。　That　way　is　no　good；　then。　We'll　want　to　follow　the　other　branch　to　the　west；　and　circle　around　to　approach　the　city　from　that　side。　The　time　it　adds　to　our　march　cannot　be　helped。〃
　　　〃On　the　contrary；　I　mean　for　you　to　take　the　straighter　path；〃　Nimor　said。　〃Passing　through　the　Pillars　of　Woe　will　save　you　six　days；　and　once　you're　on　the　other　side；　you　will　be　on　Menzoberranzan's　doorstep。　If　you　go　through　the　western　passes；　you'll　find　the　terrain　there　much　less　favorable。〃
　　　The　duergar　lord　snorted　and　said；　〃Perhaps　you　have　not　traveled　this　way　before；　Nimor。　It　is　a　difficult　road　you've　chosen；　if　you　plan　to　force　the　Pillars　of　Woe。　The　canyon　bees　narrow　there　and　climbs　steeply。　Two　mighty　columns　bar　the　upper　end；　with　only　a　narrow　way　between　them。　Even　a　small　force　of　drow　can　hold　it　indefinitely。〃
　　　〃You　can　beat　the　Menzoberranyr　to　the　Pillars；　Crown　Prince；〃　the　assassin　said。　〃I　will　deliver　the　outpost　of　Rhazzt's　Dilemma　to　you。　We　shall　allow　the　defenders　of　the　post　to　report　a　duergar　force　on　the　march；　but　even　as　the　message　speeds　back　to　the　matron　mothers；　your　forces　will　race　ahead　to　lay　a　deadly　trap　at　the　Pillars　of　Woe。　There；　you　will　destroy　the　army　the　rulers　of　the　city　send　to　hold　the　gap。〃
　　　〃If　you　can　give　us　the　outpost；　drow；　why　allow　the　soldiers　there　to　send　any　warning　at　all？〃　growled　Borwald。　〃Better　to　cling　to　our　secrecy　as　long　as　possible。〃
　　　〃The　pinnacle　of　deceit；〃　said　Nimor；　〃lies　not　in　depriving　your　foe　of　information；　but　in　showing　your　foe　the　thing　that　he　expects　to　see。　Even　with　the　stroke　we　have　engineered　against　the　city's　wizards；　they　cannot　help　but　note　our　approach　soon。　Best　for　us　to　control　the　circumstances　under　which　the　crown　prince's　army　is　reported　to　Menzoberranzan's　rulers；　and　perhaps　anticipate　their　response。〃
　　　〃This　intrigues　me。　Go　on；〃　Horgar　said。
　　　〃The　soldiers　of　Menzoberranzan　expect　that　an　army　approaching　along　this　road　must　be　delayed　by　the　effort　to　take　Rhazzt's　Dilemma；　giving　the　city　time　to　man　the　choke　point　at　the　Pillars　of　Woe　in　sufficient　strength　to　defeat　any　further　attack。　I　suggest　you　allow　the　outpost　to　make　its　report　and　alert　the　rulers　of　Menzoberranzan　to　the　presence　of　your　army。　Before　the　matron　mothers　can　muster　an　army　to　face　you；　we　will　take　Rhazzt's　Dilemma　by　storm。　We　will　be　waiting　to　intercept　the　drow　march　at　the　Pillars　of　Woe。〃
　　　〃Your　plan　has　two　fundamental　flaws；〃　said　Borwald；　sneering　in　contempt。　〃First；　you　presume　that　the　outpost　can　be　taken　whenever　we　wish。　Second；　you　seem　to　think　that　the　matron　mothers　will　choose　to　send　out　their　army　instead　of　standing　fast　to　await　a　siege。　I　would　give　much　to　know　how　you　intend　to　engineer　these　two　feats。〃
　　　〃Easily　done；〃　the　assassin　replied。　〃The　outpost　will　fall　because　much　of　its　garrison　has　been　withdrawn　to　keep　order　in　the　city。　Of　those　soldiers　that　remain；　many　are　Agrach　Dyrr。　That　is　why　I　urged　you　to　choose　this　road　for　your　attack。　The　outpost　will　be　betrayed　into　your　hands　when　the　time　is　right。〃
　　　〃You　knew　this　before　we　set　out；〃　Horgar　said。　〃In　the　future；　you　will　share　such　information　in　a　more　timely　manner。　What　would　we　have　done　if　you'd　met　some　accident　of　the　march？　We　must　know　exactly　what　kind　of　help　you　will　lend　us；　and　when　you　will　be　able　to　do　so。〃
　　　Nimor　laughed　coldly　and　said；　〃It　would　be　good　for　our　continued　friendship；　Prince　Horgar；　if　you　find　yourself　wondering　from　time　to　time　exactly　how　helpful　I　might　turn　out　to　be。〃
　　　
　　　Halisstra　roused　herself　from　her　Reverie　to　find　that　she　was　cold　and　wet。　During　the　night；　a　light　dusting　of　wretched　stuff　that　she　guessed　must　be　snow　had　fallen　over　the　forest；　bedecking　every　branch　with　a　thin　coating　of　brilliant　white。　The　novelty　of　the　experience　had　worn　off　quickly　for　her；　particularly　after　she　realized　that　it　had　soaked　her　clothing　and　piwafwi　with　frigid　water。　The　reality　of　snow　on　the　surface　was　far　less　appealing　than　any　account　of　the　phenomenon　she'd　read　in　the　fort　of　her　House　library。
　　　Overhead；　the　sky　was　sullen　and　gray　again；　but　brighter　than　the　previous　day…bright　enough　to　cause　no　little　disfort　to　the　drow　travelers。　Since　Quenthel　didn't　choose　to　drive　them　out　into　the　sunlight　after　Pharaun　had　rested　and　studied　his　spells；　they　passed　most　of　the　day's　bright　hours　sheltering　deep　in　the　cavern　away　from　the　light。　The　pany　didn't　prepare　to　break　camp　until　late　in　the　day；　when　the　sun　was　already　beginning　to　sink　into　the　west。
　　　〃Remind　me　to　conduct　some　research　into　methods　by　which　that　infernal　orb　might　be　extinguished；〃　remarked　Pharaun；　squinting　up　into　the　snow…laden　sky。　〃It's　still　up　there　behind　all　those　blessed　clouds；　burning　my　eyes。〃
　　　〃You're　not　the　first　of　our　kind　to　find　its　light　painful；〃　Quenthel　replied。　〃In　fact；　the　more　you　plain　about　it；　the　more　it　troubles　me；　so　keep　your　whimpering　to　yourself　and　get　about　the　business　of　casting　your　spell。〃
　　　〃Of　course；　most　impressive　Mistress；〃　Pharaun　said　in　an　acerbic　voice。
　　　He　turned　away　and　hurried　off　across　the　snow…covered　rocks　and　boulders　before　Quenthel　could　make　a　proper　retort。　The　Baenre　muttered　a　black　curse　under　her　breath　and　turned　away　as　well；　busying　herself　with　watching　Danifae　as　the　battle　captive　stuffed　Quenthel's　bedroll　and　blankets　into　her　pack。　The　rest　of　the　pany　kept　to　a　studious　silence　and　pretended　not　to　notice　the　interplay；　either　between　Quenthel　and　Pharaun；　or　Quenthel　and　Danifae。　They　gathered　up　their　own　belongings　and　broke　camp。
　　　Halisstra　picked　up　her　own　pack　and　followed　Pharaun　across　the　floor　of　the　sinkhole；　scrambling　up　after　him　along　the　hidden　path　that　ascended　to　the　forest　floor。　Standing　in　the　clearing　surrounding　the　sunken　spot　where　the　cavern　mouth　had　undermined　the　hillside；　she　found　that　the　forest　was　very　dense　and　pressed　in　close　on　all　sides。　Everywhere　she　looked；　the　wall　of　trees　and　brush　was　the　same；　a　verdant　barrier　with　no　landmarks　at　all；　no　distant　mountains　by　which　she　could　orient　herself；　not　even　an　orderly　plan　of　sand…covered　streets　to　follow。　Even　in　the　most　twisted　caverns　of　the　Underdark；　one　usually　was　offered　only　a　handful　of　choices　at　a　time…forward　or　back；　left　or　right；　up　or　down。　In　the　forest；　she　might　simply　walk　off　in　any　direction　she　liked　and　eventually　arrive　somewhere。　It　was　an　unsettling　and　unfamiliar　feeling。
　　　She　finished　her　careful　examination　of　the　forested　hillside；　and　faced　Pharaun　again。　The　rest　of　the　pany　watched　him　as　well；　variously　standing　or　squatting　on　their　heels　and　shading　their　faces　with　their　hands　as　they　awaited　the　wizard's　guidance。
　　　〃If　I　say　anything；〃　said　Pharaun；　staring　into　the　trees　and　speaking　over　his　shoulder；　〃anything　at　all；　mark　it　carefully。　I　may　or　may　not　understand　exactly　what　it　is　I　see。〃
　　　He　extended　his　arms　wide　and　closed　his　eyes；　whispering　harsh　syllables　of　arcane　power　over　and　over　again　as　he　turned　in　a　slow　circle。
　　　The　eldritch　sensation　of　magic　at　work　tugged　at　Halisstra；　a　feeling　that　was　almost　palpable；　yet　maddeningly　distant。　A　strange；　cold　breeze　arose；　sighing　in　the　treetops　as　it　bent　them　first　one　way；　then　another；　growing　stronger　moment　by　moment。　Boughfuls　of　snow　shifted　and　fell　as　the　weird　wind　increased　to　a　wild；　shrieking　gale。　Halisstra　raised　a　ha