Myth-ion Improbable by Robert Lynn Asprin

“So which way do we go?” Tanda asked.

The two towns next in line from Baker were named Bank and Keep. Both looked to be about the same distance from here, but Bank was to the right in the north and Keep was to the left in the south.

“Bank,” I said, before I even realized the word was out of my mouth.

“Why?” Aahz asked, staring at me, his intense eyes scary in the semi-dark.

“I don’t know,” I said. “It just seems right, and starts with the same letter as Baker.”

Tanda laughed, but had the decency to not say anything.

Aahz just shook his head, folded up the map and put it away.

“Bank it is,” he said, moving out into the middle of the street and walking on toward the west end of town.

“I could be wrong,” I said, walking between him and Tanda.

“More than likely,” Aahz said.

“So why go with my suggestion?”

“Because I have none better to offer.”

“Neither do I,” Tanda said. “Besides, if you’re wrong, we can blame you.”

“Terrific!” I said. “As if I don’t get in enough trouble as it is.”

Both Aahz and Tanda chuckled, but said nothing the rest of the way to the edge of town.

It was easy to find the road to Bank. At a fork in the road a hundred paces outside of the main part of town there was a sign, clear and readable even in the moonlight, pointing to the right.

Aahz glanced around, then turned to me. “Ready?”

“Sure,” I said.

“Keep it slower than before,” Aahz said. “We don’t want to run into anything out here.”

I concentrated on the power coming into my body, easier here than back near Evade. When I had enough I lifted us slightly off the ground and headed down the road. Outside of town the road was straight, running between what looked like pastures, and even in the moonlight I could get us up to a pretty decent speed.