Thursday, October 15, 2009
THE NEW RANGERS APPRENTICE
FOR ALL THOSE RANGERS APPRENTICE FANS LIKE ME! HERES THE LATEST ON THE NEW BOOK!
John Flanagan's amazing series, 'Rangers Apprentice', has its 9th book about to come out in Australia, named 'Halts Peril'. Set after 'The Kings of Clomel' when heros Will, Halt and Horace are in Halts homeland, Hiberia, tracking down a cult trying to gain control. The new book promises to be just as thrilling as the ones before and i cant wait to read it!
Heres a sneak peek below....
'Halt’s eyes were slits of concentration as he moved forward between the trees, following the narrow, indistinct path. He scanned constantly, taking in the ground ahead and to either side. He noted, with a sardonic smile, the occasional clues that had been left behind by the men he was following – a scrap of cloth snagged on a branch here, an all too obvious footprint there. He maintained the pretence of searching for these signs and following the tracks they had left. It wouldn’t do to let his quarry know he was onto their little game, he thought.
The ground was littered with deadfalls – branches and twigs that the wind had snapped off from the trees high above and dropped to the forest floor. They formed an almost continuous carpet beneath his feet and, skilled as he was at moving silently, even Halt couldn’t avoid some noise as they cracked and snapped under his soft tread. He could do it if he moved slowly, testing the ground with each foot before he put weight on it. But moving slowly was too dangerous an option. He needed speed. By moving quickly, he became an indistinct, grey-toned blur sliding among the bare trunks – and that would make him a more difficult target. Besides, there wasn’t much point in moving silently if he wanted the Genovesans to know he was here.
He slipped into the cover of a thick, grey trunk. Over the years, long past the time when the trees had drowned, some undergrowth had taken hold in the forest floor and a clump of buckthorn had established itself about the base of the dead tree. The green leaves and the grey trunk of the tree would match the random colouring on his cloak to conceal him.
He crouched, scanning the forest ahead. Long years of training made sure that his head barely moved as he did so. It was his eyes that darted from side to side, seeking, testing, consciously changing their depth of focus to search from close in to further out. His face remained in the shadow thrown by the deep cowl. Minimising any movement was vital, he knew. The Genovesans, if they were watching, would have seen him dart behind the tree. But now they would have lost sight of him as he blended in and, so long as he didn’t move, they would be uncertain if he were still there or not.
All of which meant they would be looking for him, and not Will. He felt a grim sense of satisfaction knowing that Will was backing him up. By now, Halt thought, his young student would have begun to move, snaking away from the three-trunked tree they had sheltered behind, crawling low-bellied along the shallow gully to the shelter of the fallen trunk.
He couldn’t think of anyone he would rather have with him. Gilan, perhaps. His unseen movement skills were second to none in the Corps. Or Crowley, of course, his oldest comrade.
But, skilled as they both were, he knew Will would always be his first choice. Crowley was experienced and calm under pressure. But he couldn’t match Will in unseen movement. Gilan might move more stealthily than Will, but there was very little in it. And Will had an advantage that Gilan didn’t. His mind moved a little quicker and he was inclined to see the unconventional alternative faster than Gilan. If the unexpected occurred, he knew Will could act on his own initiative and come up with the right solution. That wasn’t to denigrate Gilan’s worth at all. He was a fine Ranger and highly skilled. Will just had that slight edge in making a decision quickly and getting it right. Gilan would think about a situation and probably come to the same conclusion. With Will, it was an instinctive ability.
There was one other point, and it was a very important one in the current situation. Halt knew, although Will probably didn’t, that Will was a better shot than either Crowley or Gilan.
In fact, he thought, with a grim smile, that might prove to be the most important point of all.'
GAHHHH I CANT WAIT!!!!
from an excited,