Voyager
KATHARINE KERR
A Time of Exile
A Novel of the Westlands
Voyager
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First published in Great Britain by GraftonBooks 1991
Copyright © Katharine Kerr 1991
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Source ISBN: 9780586207888
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Version: 2019–10–08
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CONTENTS
Prologue: The Eldidd Border 1096
Part One: Deverry and Eldidd 718
Part Two: The Elven Border 719–915
Part Three: Eldidd 918
Epilogue: The Elven Border Summer, 1096
‘As thrifty as a dwarf’ is a common catch-phrase, and one that the Mountain People take for a compliment. Although they see no reason to waste anything, whether it’s a scrap of cloth or the heel of a loaf, they keep a particularly good watch over their gemstones and metals, though they never tell anyone outside their kin and clan just how they do it. Otho, the silver daggers’ smith down in Dun Mannannan, was no different from any other dwarven craftsman, unless he was perhaps more cautious than most. His usual customer was some hotheaded young lad who’d dishonoured himself badly enough to be forced to join the silver daggers, and you have to admit that a wandering swordsman who fights only for coin, not honour, isn’t the sort you can truly trust with either dwarven silver or magical secrets.
During his long years among humans in the kingdom of Deverry, Otho taught a few other smiths how to smelt the rare alloy for the daggers, an extremely
