"Because I’ve worked for the Lark family in the past." Lith replied. "I’m used to moving alone, though, so I’ve never needed one of these things. Is it supposed to-"
"Yes, it glows." Gelm squeezed Lith’s hand to stop him from mentioning the sudden itch he had felt. "It’s how we recognize the new guys. The surprised look always gives them out."
"I see." Lith nodded. "Are there any more surprises I should be aware of, Chief?"
"If the gods will it, this is the first and last." The head caravan sighed. "Give me your papers, please."
Lith handed Gelm his documents, and the man frowned as he read them.
"You look more like a throat cutter than a Snow Thrower, but I guess you’re a man of many talents."
"You have no idea." Lith’s smirk sent a shiver running down Gelm’s spine.
"Minor academy?" He asked.
"Do I look like someone who has that much money to waste?" Lith scoffed. "I’m a self-taught, and I’m much better than any of those posers."
"Lady Keyla believes you, and that’s enough for me." Gelm replied. "Your task is simple. Clear the road ahead of the caravan from the snow with the help of your partner, but stop as soon as you feel tired.
"You must be able to fight if push comes to shove, and we have hired enough Snow Throwers to keep travelling all day if necessary. You’ll patrol the caravan with the other mercenaries while you recover your mana. Leave everything else to us merchants, Tarak."
"I can do that." Lith nodded. "When do we leave?"
"As soon as I make sure everyone is who they say they are."
***
The caravan departed from Ghishal’s main city, Derana, a few minutes later. Since Gelm had never met Lith before, he put the unknown mercenary in the first shift as Snow Thrower to assess his skills before they got too far away from the capital to find a replacement.
"Jorun!" Lith and the man sitting beside him spoke the word of power and traced its hand sign with the practiced skill of someone who had performed the same task countless times.
Snow Thrower was the name of the magicos specialized in using their powers to remove any natural obstacle a caravan might encounter during winter, be it snow, ice, or fallen trees.
A skilled Snow Thrower let the horses advance at a steady pace, spared them from frostbite, kept them from slipping and falling off the road, and preserved their stamina.
A Snow Thrower would also expose holes and traps, and remove any obstacle that would have otherwise forced the caravan to stop, making it easy prey for an ambush.
’At least this Tarak is not one of those useless fellows who need to use tier one spells.’ Gelm inwardly nodded in approval. ’Only true Snow Throwers need only chore magic to do their job.’
The alleged focus that Lith ’needed’ spared him from making small talk. He used his colleague, a yellow-cored magico called Verban, to assess how tired he had to pretend to be.
Lith wore enough cloaking rings to appear as a bright yellow core, and needed to play the part. He kept working for half an hour after Verban left his station, and then joined the guards patrolling the area until lunchtime.



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