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