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Wild Magic. Book One in The Immortals. Young Daine's knack with horses gets her a job helping the royal horsemistress drive a herd of ponies to Tortall. Soon it . Read Wild Magic by Tamora Pierce for free with a 30 day free trial. Still, my magic will keep us safe at night, and she can handle a bow. Daine! she called. Wild Magic. Wolf-Speaker First published as A Guide to Tamora Pierce: The Immortals as an ebook in The PDF ebook is available to libraries from. Ebrary.
It is revealed that she was physically abused by her husband and left for dead before joining the Riders. She has a very affectionate dog, Tahoi meaning "ox" and possesses the Gift and some Wild Magic. A friend of Numair and Alanna, Onua is gifted with the ability to hide things with her magic.
She uses the bow well. Ozorne: Emperor of Carthak, until the end of Emperor Mage , when he is tricked into turning into a Stormwing. He is ruthless and loves power, though he is shown as having a soft side for birds and other animals, especially immortals. He and Numair do not get along and he is said to have banished his old friend before.
An extremely powerful mage, Ozorne made the mistake of believing himself invincible. Kaddar: The prince of Carthak, becoming emperor at the end of Emperor Mage.
Friend of Daine because he was her guide during her visit to Carthak. Though at first he acts a bit stiff, he is really kind at heart and finally defies his uncle while simultaneously saving his life from the enraged Daine, who had shape-shifted into a hyena.
Skysong was initially dead in the womb before Daine inadvertently healed her mother, and afterwards Daine becomes her guardian for the rest of the series. It is shown that despite her love for Daine, Skysong needed "discipline" from her own kind and that she would later return to the dragon's home in the Divine Realms.
She is shown to be highly advanced and can whistle locks open, sense invisibility spells, and detect magic used for spying. Tkaa: A basilisk who found Daine in Dunlath and became a friend. He also appears as an envoy to the Copper Isles in Daughter of the Lioness and as the teacher of the immortals class in Protector of the Small.
His first encounter with Numair showed his power. Though he meant him no harm, he threw magic at Numair and he turned him into a rock as self-defense. He broke out of the rock in a few minutes, paused, and asked if Tkaa would do it again so he could see if he could break out of the rock a second time.
He refused, but the two became good friends. Tkaa is said to have skin like solid gray drops which darken and lighten in patterns across his skin.
Daine is shown to have named her son Rikash in Trickster's Queen. He is always insulting and teasing her, but shows rare kindnesses, like awkwardly comforting her when she believed Numair was dead. In Wolf-Speaker , he is shown to have a soft spot for Maura of Dunlath, his ward.
They are released at the end of Emperor Mage and become Daine's allies. Daine accidentally informs Rikash of their whereabouts, startling the Stormwing because he and his kind were told that they had been killed in a fair fight.
Animals[ edit ] Cloud: A pony that Daine has had since before the series started. She is quite stubborn, but is very loyal to Daine. It was partly through her ability to speak with Cloud that Daine learned of her wild magic.
She refers to Numair as "Stork Man". Hardcover eBook. Price may vary by retailer. Add to Cart Add to Cart. About The Book. Like thousands of others in the Eastern Lands, Onua Chamtong went there to do business: This year she had another transaction to make and was having no luck with it.
By the end of her fifth day at the fair, it seemed she would never find the assistant she required. The prospect of taking her animals south, with no one to help, was an unpleasant one.
Brown curls tamed by a head-scarf fell to thin shoulders.
A soft, full mouth said she was vulnerable; her chin was entirely stubborn. A quiver filled with long arrows hung on her back, a bow rested in her hand, unstrung.
Blue-gray eyes flashed. String it. With ease she fitted it to one end of the bow and set it against her foot. Raising the free end of the string, she brought the other end of the bow down, hooking them together neatly. The bow strung and in her grip, she turned sideways to it, caught the string in two fingers, and drew it back to her ear in a smooth, practiced gesture. She looked down. I stood watch with the sheep, so I learned crossbow and longbow.
Something looked around the girl, inspecting Onua with a large brown eye. It was a shaggy mountain pony, a steel gray mare. She was plump and well combed, and bore two packs easily. The lie was a good one—she must have practiced on the way, the trader thought wryly—but a lie nevertheless.
She looked about thirteen. Onua sighed. Onua dusted the powder from her hand.
Inside, twenty-seven shaggy ponies in all colors and sizes milled around. Poor thing must have been alone a long time, to be talking to a mare as if she could answer back, Onua thought.
She sat on the fence rail to watch.
The ponies watched as Daine passed among them. Ears went back. Those close to her appeared to wonder which would do better: When a yellow stallion, the king of the small herd, minced into place at her back, the girl spun and put both hands under his muzzle, lifting his head to stare into his face.
She forced him down, then blew gently in his nostrils, to teach him her scent.
He shuffled, then fidgeted—then bowed his head in submission. Horse Lords, Onua thought. This particular breed was famous for its fiery nature one of the reasons she downloadd them for her employers. She had achieved peace—of a sort—with them using her strength, her wits, and bribes.
All horse folk handled their animals that way. Only this child was different: Daine treated the stallion as if she were a pony herself, a dominant one. If I let her go, she might get into trouble. There are too many predators around, looking for a pretty like this one.
She watched the girl move among the ponies, running her hands over each one. She was giving them bits of apple and sugar from her pockets. Onua was glad to see she could deal with the animals in a normal way. One display like that with the stallion was more than enough. Daine came over to the fence. Mostly bareback, but I can use a saddle, and I know how to look after tack.
Some looked like—bandits. The strawberry has ear mites. How do you know you can trust me? Her last two assistants had possessed no sense of humor. Daine gave her a quick smile and climbed into the pen, a clay bottle and swabs in one hand. Onua watched, amazed, as the strawberry gelding trotted up to the girl. Still, my magic will keep us safe at night, and she can handle a bow.
She came over. Things out of legend, so folk say. Are you sure you want to hire on? I need work, mum. If I see monsters, I see monsters. My family was killed and my home burned by human ones. I have the Gift, and I can shield our camp at night. I pay all expenses, and we share chores. No drinking, no drugs. And they let girls in the army? That Tortall? Why—have you a fancy to be a soldier? Sound fair? Now, will your Cloud mix in with the others?
She finished in time to stop Cloud from biting the yellow stallion, and then from kicking a blood bay mare. Daine leaned down and whispered in her ear.
The mare snorted, then stood on all fours, looking as innocent as a summer sky. Look—I want you to meet my dog, Tahoi. A large form surged over the rear wall of the pen and wound through the ponies, ducking hooves and teeth with the ease of long practice. The dog rumbled in displeasure, and warily sniffed her fingers. Can you spare her, Majesty? And your new friend is coming with me. At one of the cook tents littering the fairgrounds, Onua ordered a rich meal for them both.
When it was over, they explored. Clothes, boots, my sleeping gear. Onua chuckled. Onua said little as they ate and packed. She split a pile of lead reins with Daine, indicating she was to connect half of the ponies into a string, while she did the same with the others. They worked quickly as the fair came to life and the air filled with breakfast smells. When the ponies were ready, Onua placed their packs on the first animal in each string. The mare snorted and shook her head.
They had reached open road when she called for a midmorning break. Digging apples out of her pocket, she gave Daine one. She smiled her relief. Daine twisted the stem off her apple.
I saved things, like clothes and food, but all my family was gone except Cloud. Daine nodded. They fussed at every turn.