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Chapter 28: Casting With Shadows
The day after his return, Sethlzaar, taking permission from Father Ordan, made for the smithy of the seminary. It lay far to the west of the compound as a boundary between the grey towers and those not just brothers of the seminary but brothers of the church. On the outside it was made of stone, like the towers and buildings in the compound. Its insides, however, reminded Sethlzaar of the seminary vaults beneath the keep.
Father Sigael asked no questions when he entered the smithy. The room proved hotter than that of Naelii's in the Sarkish forests and the priest put him to work on the forges almost immediately. When he'd worked with Naelii, his muscles had ached from never having been used in such manner but they seemed to have grown accustomed to the work in their might.
"Been in a forge before, have you?" Sigael asked him after a moment of observation.
"Yes, Father."
The priest scratched his jaw.
Bab terkait
Aegis of the Immortal: Blood Blessed Chapter 29: A Day Out
Sethlzaar began using his veils with his brothers in the days that followed, the wooden sword becoming a thing of the past. They swung, parried, and thrusted, their veils proving more efficient than the wood as Father Ordan would remind them of how the accidental chopping off of an arm was not going to help any of them."A one armed man is useful to the seminary," Ordan told them. "But, it would rather have its priests complete." Whilst Narvi gained fame for his way with the sword, Sethlzaar gained fame for something more active and less discreet: his way with the bow. To the anger of Takaris, he proved himself capable of soaring even higher than his mates with it, something up to the moment of his display they did not believe possible.He displaced every target assigned him, be it stationary, aerial or in transit, hitting his every mark with relative ease and a mundane display of his mastery of the art, only adding a touch of flair when Priestess Emeril wasn't watching, drawing the
Aegis of the Immortal: Blood Blessed Chapter 30: How Do You Rule A Ruler?
Sethlzaar turned his attention in the direction of the girl with the tray. To his expectation, Soartin was walking up to the serving girl and the man in his usual steps, regal and composed. It was something that made Sethlzaar suspect the boy's family was quite similar to royalty in Alifat, his posture more of a failed noble than a warrior, like the rest of them."The lady doesn't want you," Soartin told the man when he arrived there.The man's grip tightened before his attention turned to Soartin. "Sod off before I..." the rest of the sentence die in his mouth the moment his eyes met Soartin.Releasing the girl's waist, the man frowned then took a concentrated interest in the drink in front of him. It was a natural response, something Sethlzaar had discovered on their first outing.At first he had thought the people feared them but had soon come to correct himself: they didn't fear them, they feared
Aegis of the Immortal: Blood Blessed Chapter 31: Vrail
Their fourth year in the seminary saw them prepared for the test of speech under the tutelage of Father Ulaka. They rose at the fourth hour and attended mass. The fifth hour would see them swimming and climbing as they had done in preparation of the test of self with Father Antuas. In the room they would sit in decency, a posture that made them look the part of civilized boys, forced upon them by Father Ulaka.All their years they always wondered how Father Antuas always sat awaiting their arrival in the room. It was obvious that the priest climbed but they had never beheld it. Father Ulaka proved a priest that, if not anything, was perpetual in his tardiness for their lesson, never arriving on time, or later than thirty minutes. What annoyed them most was in the way he carried himself, walking the room as he taught them in superiority as though he had not climbed up the edge of the room before their very eyes. Late.Having only worn his cassock on
Aegis of the Immortal: Blood Blessed Chapter 32: A Tale Of Recent Time
Sethlzaar was summoned last and he had the feeling that it was a conscious choice of their judges."Sethlzaar Vi Sorlan," the Monsignor summoned him to his feet.Sethlzaar rose and began in vrail, hoping to spin a tale of Father Forn at least half as compelling as Soartin's. "My tale is of Father Forn the—"
Aegis of the Immortal: Blood Blessed Chapter 33: Wraith
In the month of Martis, third of the year, they took to the horse under the tutelage of Father Bjorg. He proved adept at understanding the animals and possessed an in-depth experience with the skill. But while he was a skilled instructor, he seemed to favor the safety of the horses over the lives of the brothers.The horses presented before them were stallions no older than two years. Bjorg over saw the pairing, observing as they picked their mounts from the stalls. Omage opting for a chestnut which somehow looked graceful, earned himself a slap from the priest, something they learned in time
Aegis of the Immortal: Blood Blessed Chapter 34: Vagris
It was early into his sixth year in the seminary in the month of Janus, first of its year, when Sethlzaar first saw a face from the conisoir.The snow covered the dirt and the brothers walked the compound clad in their fur cloaks of wolf skin. Father Yggdra had them in the training room where the ground rose and fell at varying angles. Today he had them spar with brothers from Zanujaj.
Aegis of the Immortal: Blood Blessed Chapter 35: A Man From The Past
The streets, although not as choked as it would be on festivals, swarmed with people trampling whatever was left of the snow scattered across the stone floor. It was Sethlzaar's worse part of the days of outing. A test of the crowd.
Aegis of the Immortal: Blood Blessed Chapter 36: The True Step
They found themselves under the command of Father Yggdra the next day. The hall he led them to was different from the one they had practiced in their years in the seminary. This hall was grand and open with more air than they thought a building capable of accepting. The ground was level with the pick of dust at the slightest step.As they walked their feet raised dust. But Father Yggdra seemed to glide above it, each step soundless, the one to succeed each even quieter than the one before. An action he seemed to perform without thought.
Bab terbaru
- Aegis of the Immortal: Blood Blessed Epilogue
- Aegis of the Immortal: Blood Blessed Chapter 112: The Bloodless Night
- Aegis of the Immortal: Blood Blessed Chapter 111 :Maekil
- Aegis of the Immortal: Blood Blessed Valerik's Quest 12: The Incarnate
- Aegis of the Immortal: Blood Blessed Valerik's Quest 11: By Your Fear You Shall Know Him
- Aegis of the Immortal: Blood Blessed Chapter 110: Ayla Will Mourn
- Aegis of the Immortal: Blood Blessed Chapter 109: The Wars Of Men
- Aegis of the Immortal: Blood Blessed Chapter 108: Nothing Is Impossible
- Aegis of the Immortal: Blood Blessed Chapter 107: May His Grace Keep Us Where Our Strength Fails
