What Kind of Beast is a Goose-Mage?

"But how are you going to re-equip yourself, without any money to pay for anything?"

"Good point. I hadn't thought of that. Back home in Themyscira, our capital, as a princess I always had unlimited credit, but I'm a long way from home now. It's true that the border of my country isn't too far away, but if I turn up in some isolated village claiming to be Princess Astra then would they believe me?"

As Astra was speaking, they came to a fork in the passage that they were following. The left-hand branch went upwards, the other led steeply down.

"The left fork looks as though it will lead to the open air, and as the marks of blood go that way probably to the orcs as well," Astra observed. "Perhaps the other might lead us to treasure."

It occurred to Checkers that it might well also lead to whatever had roared so frighteningly half an hour or so ago. What had it been? Not the goose-mage, she imagined. Surely he wouldn't roar? What was a goose- mage, anyway?

"What's a goose-mage?" she asked.

"I suppose that, strictly speaking, 'gander-mage' would be more accurate, but that doesn't roll off the tongue."

"He doesn't roar, does he? Something was roaring a little while ago, and my guess is whatever it was might be down the right-hand tunnel."

1. "Not so far as I know."
2. "As a matter of fact, he does."

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