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A Soldier's Life - 284 - Revelation (final edit 6-22-25)
🕑 Added 2024-10-26 03:41:14 +0000 UTCChapter 284: Revelations
It wasn’t long before our group had ventured beyond the surrounding farmland and headed into shrub and bushlands. I was riding next to Glasha mid-morning, whose excitement was contagious. She had Benito and Mateo talking energetically about finding some ancient weapons of the giants and wielding them in battle.
It passed over both their heads that they would have no way to lift them much less wield them. I had seen a storm giant’s blade firsthand, and it was longer than both of them end to end. I also didn’t know how well artifacts would hold up over five thousand years. Normal weapons will be a pile of rust by now.
I thought I would use the time riding productively. “Glasha, can you teach me your language?” I asked, and Raelia turned around in her saddle, her face clearly annoyed before she turned away.
She laughed, “The orc tongue is an amalgamation of a dozen different tongues. Unlike the elves, or Telhians, we have no formal education across the Caliphate. With how much the written language has morphed, I am sure I would have difficulty talking to a Boutan orc from five thousand years ago.”
“Still, I would like to pick up a little just so I know when I am being insulted, at least,” I replied seriously.
She laughed again, “There are more ways to insult your opponent than praise them in my language.” Seeing I was still serious, she shrugged, “Fine. Be warned, I have been told by other humans that our language will corrupt and rot your mind.” We began with a basic vocabulary and then progressed to verbs.
The only dangers around us were prairie dogs, and that was more for the horses accidentally stepping into one of their burrows and breaking a leg. By her frequent glances, I could tell Raelia was upset with me for not asking her to teach me the orc language. But learning from a native and linguist was too good an opportunity to pass up. Baldo even picked up on Raelia’s mood and was eyeing me with disapproval—that was easily assuaged with a toss of raw bear meat.
Around midday, we stopped to eat in the middle of a sea of knee-high grass. At least it was early in the season, and the grass was not high enough to hide serious threats. Dismounting, I sent out an earth pulse and found nothing of interest.
Glasha was orienting herself as Maveith prepared food for everyone. He had slid into the role of the group’s cook, and he enjoyed doing it even though he ate very little of what he prepared. He lacked the skill of Lirkin, but it was good fare, and he was good at balancing his seasoning. In return, I gave him the thermal stone to carry.
Glasha closed her eyes, and I could tell she was using a spell form. Maybe something similar to Castile’s all-seeing eye. When she opened her eyes again, she nodded and smiled. “We will start our search two miles northeast of here and move due north for ten miles, then turn northeast for ten, and then repeat for a few days.” We were going to zig-zag northeast then. I just nodded. Each leg's distance traveled would be imprecise, but this job was just for ten days, and we were moving in the right direction.
The rest of the day was pretty monotonous. We would walk the horses one hundred yards; I would pulse earth speak, wait for Glasha to confirm which direction she wanted to head, and then do it again. We generally followed her original plan, mainly moving northeast, but she seemed to have gut feelings that she tried to follow. As we moved, I continued my language lessons, and the others formed a perimeter to watch for danger.
We had no luck that first day and camped in the open plains. Glasha only had a bedroll and no tent, but was accustomed to sleeping under the stars. I paired with Mateo for the first half of the night watch, and Raelia paired with Maveith for the second half. Raelia was the only other person in our group who had good low-light vision besides me.
I spent my time in the dreamscape practicing my orcish, but I infused my manifestation of Raelia with the orc language I was learning from Glasha. Truthfully, Glasha was a much better teacher, encouraging and patient, while my manifestation of Raelia was arrogant and mocking whenever I made a mistake—not that I made many in the dreamscape.
When I woke, Maveith cooked a feast for everyone, and we resumed our search. Glasha was suitably impressed with my overnight improvement of the orc language, which I still believed sounded like French to me. There were even some words derived from Latin. I found my first buried treasure mid-morning of the second day of searching. A rusty scimitar buried a few inches deep. It broke apart as Benito excavated it.
“No, not old enough,” Glasha said disappointed. “And not deep enough either. Ancient structures of the Titans are usually buried a few feet below the surface in similar terrain.”
My next discovery was a partial skeleton alongside some coins. The skeleton bore no discernible marks or weapons but could have been dragged here by a predator. When I informed Benito about the coins, he became enthusiastic in his digging, unearthing twenty-two copper coins and eighteen silver ones.
Glasha took the coins and cleared one of the silver as the copper was too corroded to clean easily. The mostly black coin revealed its secrets to Glasha. “Stamped with Supreme Cleric Khavgu’s mark. He guided the Caliphate some two hundred years ago. Not what we are searching for.” She handed the coins back to an eager Benito.
Mateo and Benito worked together to clean the coins and split them as we continued. It wasn’t long before Mateo had a proposition, “Eryk if you can find these coins so easily out here. There has to be dozens of abandoned villages and towns in the world with thousands of coins lost.”
“No, Mateo. I am not interested in becoming a treasure hunter.” I replied dismissively.
“But we will do all the digging!” Benito offered in a pleading tone.
Not to dampen their enthusiasm, I offered a compromise and reminded them our goal was Maveith’s sister’s rescue. “I will consider it. We have other goals currently.” I nodded to Maveith, who had been getting anxious at our slow pace. To distract him, we were all playing checkers with him at night. He was not showing his normal enthusiasm at winning, and I reassured him we would get to his sister soon, not mentioning the possibility she might not be alive. If the latter was the case, then vengeance was on the table.
My next discovery had me somewhat in awe. I circled a long area of the plains, pulsing my earth speak. Everyone was mounted, following my movements, anxiously awaiting my pronouncement. “A tunnel at the extreme range of my ability, but I don’t know where it leads,” I finally said. This was only a partial truth, because at the extreme range of my earth speak was a skeleton of a dragon.
I was tracing rodent tunnels that wove through the bones. The grave stretched more than two hundred feet and the tail appeared to curl around the body. Scattered among the remains were great scales—unmistakingly draconic. If dragon bones truly never decayed, then these remains could be unimaginably old. Artifacts from a battle five thousand years past were found just a few feet beneath the surface—so how ancient must something be to lie fifty feet below the plains? That was the dilemma: they were fifty feet down. And getting to them was going to be difficult.
I planned to research dragons when I had the chance to see if an expedition to recover the bones or scales would be worth the effort. As we left the site, Raelia eyed me curiously while we followed the orc cleric to the next site. I might have shown too much awe in mapping the extent of the skeleton. I looked for landmarks and mentally cataloged them in case I returned.
Late in the day, the sun was particularly hot today, and we were sweating as we looked for a place to camp for the night. Glasha suddenly spoke, “There is water that way, about two miles. A small gulley with some aurochs. The horses need the water, no?”
“How many aurochs?” I asked, knowing the wild bulls were ornery beasts.
“I saw six, one bull,” she said. I nodded, thinking it was manageable.
“Raelia, if it charges, fireball the head to blind it. I will take down the bull quickly, and the heifers will flee,” I said.
“Heifers?” Blaze asked, unfamiliar with the term.
“Females,” I corrected. I had worked on a dairy farm one summer and before coming here, it was the hardest work I had done in my life.
We didn’t need to worry about the aurochs as they spilled out of the gully as we approached, trotting off into the plains being urged on by the bull. The water wasn’t running clear, but it was the best we had for the horses. Glasha had healing magic, so I was not overly concerned. A few young trees were lining the stream, cutting across the plains, and we set camp under one of them. I walked the camp with earth speak, and did not find anything worrying beneath us.
After our dinner, Blaze asked Glasha some pointed questions. “If you are a Chronologicaler, why did you have to hire adventurers?”
Glasha was chewing on some fatty bacon as she talked, “The orcs only record the history of the present. My sect does not care about the past or the future. I save my coin, and search for the past on my own when time permits. My pursuits are frowned upon by others in my sect as a waste of my time.”
“Do you know about the Titan city near Macha?” Benito asked. I rolled my eyes at Benito as I had asked him not to talk about it. He winced under my stare, having suddenly remembered.
“The excavation of Atlantium?” Glasha replied, unfazed. “I am aware. If it is Atlantium, and I have my doubts that it is, it will draw more than the elves to it in time. It served as a good distraction for the Supreme to call for a crusade and reclaim lost land.”
“I heard the Caliphate lost a great warlord riding a roc in the conquest,” I said off-handily.
“How do you ride a stone?” Benito asked.
Raelia laughed, “A roc is a dragon-sized raptor. The second-deadliest beast in the air.”
Glasha was nodding, studying me. “Warlord Trakor was killed in the campaign. He stole the egg from Talon Fang Peak far to the north before his Warlord Trial. He raised the beast from a hatchling and used its strength to become one of the four strongest warlords in the Caliphate. He used that influence to assume command of the crusade to reclaim the lost lands of his ancestors.”
Glasha smirked, “He crashed his roc, aptly named Chaostail, on the expedition and died. The clerics with him managed to heal Chaostail, but without Warlord Trakor to handle him, Chaostail attacked the fleet, throwing the crusade, well, into chaos.” Glasha smiled at her description of the events, clearly not fond of the slain warlord.
“Was that the only roc in the Caliphate?” I asked. It was me who had caused the massive avian to crash by removing part of its wing when it attacked in a dive.
“None that I am aware of, but there could be one being raised in secret. A hundred young warriors head to Talon Fang Peak every winter to try and repeat the feat of Trakor. The few that I know to have returned have come back empty-handed.”
I was curious about the ripples my actions had caused but too worried to inquire further, in case I accidentally revealed my participation. In the end, the orcs had captured Varvao despite my actions, and the western part of the Telhian Empire had been annexed by the Caliphate. We settled into our bedrolls soon after, with our watches remaining the same. Raelia seemed to have forgiven me for letting the boy necromancer go, but she was focused on keeping Maveith in good spirits.
Although Neptune’s Tear was absent tonight, the stars were bright and gave the landscape an eerie glow. I slept restlessly after my watch, waking every twenty minutes. I think it was the running water nearby that had me on edge. Mercifully, dawn came without incident. Benito had come up with a thousand questions for Glasha about rocs at breakfast, and almost everyone she couldn’t answer. It appeared the young Benito fancied himself riding atop a dragon-sized eagle one day.
We followed the water source at Glasha’s direction, and I pulsed earth speak when told. I had thought this was going to be a quick and easy assignment, but if we never found anything, it was going to take the entire ten days. Blaze whistled twice from the front, and everyone immediately went on alert. Blaze hissed back, “I don’t know what it is, but it hasn’t moved.”
I rode up next to him, producing my spyglass. By the water’s edge was an odd quadruped. Its large body looked feline, but the torso of a woman rose from the beast’s frame. Glasha motioned for the spyglass, and I handed it to her. She studied the distant creature for a few minutes before handing it back. “It is a Lamia. Malicious creatures of deceit and guile, but it looks like the basilisk already got to it. We should head east, and hopefully, that will keep us out of the basilisk’s territory.”
Mateo, not understanding the danger, “How do we even know it is still around?”
“Basilisks don’t abandon their victims. It will be back to snack on that one,” I stated for her. Glasha nodded in confirmation. At least we hadn’t wandered near the burrow of the basilisk.
We took a wide route around the statue of the Lamia. I didn’t know much about Lamias other than they were shapechangers and not native to this continent. I recalled they were from the Scorching Waste and preferred the taste of human flesh from the bestiary I had copied from the Mage College.
“How is there a Lamia here?” I asked Glasha after I felt we had safely distanced ourselves.
“Warlord Karnak tried to breed them a decade ago. Don’t ask me why but the rumor was he had a fetish for the creatures. Karnak was killed by his lamia slaves, and a dozen of the vile creatures escaped; all were thought slain over the years. And yes, that statue could be a decade old. But I do not feel the need to investigate.” I nodded at her explanation, and I also did not feel a need to investigate.
Three days and a hundred miles later, I finally found something worthwhile. It was like a bright beacon reflecting my earth pulse. The artifact clearly had a synergy for the earth affinity. Mateo and Benito eagerly went about digging up the artifact buried beneath the thick sod. It was a few feet down, and it took them some time to reach it, but Mateo proudly held up the metallic pauldrons, sized for a large man or orc.
They were easily cleaned, and the steel matched that of the dungeon-forged blades. Glasha was reverently running her hands over them. Even if they were not what Glasha was seeking, the artifact should be enough to fund dozens of future expeditions.
All our eyes focused on Glasha as she studied and completely cleaned the artifact. “Is that prize enough for you to return triumphant?” I asked hopefully after letting her admire the piece.
“Yes, it is proof. This is from an extinct powerful dungeon. It is over five thousand years old,” she said happily. “A great orc warrior probably wore it on the battlefield here.”
“How do you know that?” Blaze asked, confused, but interested.
“I just cast the revelation spell on it,” she said with a tusky smile. I knew there was a spell that mimicked the revelation scroll used by the Adventurer’s Guild Halls. This unassuming orc cleric had apparently learned it. There were several things I still had no idea about their function in my dimensional space. Maybe I could get a little more out of this job…
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Comments
Erick Thiemke
all academy students get free tution room and board. they can also earn credits for the store to buy essence and equipment
David Mclellan
Storm should rent and finance runic equipment at his store to students and new delvers at his dungeon / other dungeons . Excellent reoccurring revenue source from the segment of population that can't afford to buy
Brianna Stormcloud
Thanks for the chapter 📖🍿
Marnie
Benito had come up with a thousand questions for Glasha about rocs at breakfast, and almost *everyone she couldn’t answer. every one I feel like everyone is only for people.
Marnie
“*None that I am aware of, but there could be one being raised in secret. Maybe “There are none that I am aware of, but there could be one being raised in secret. Or change Eryk's earlier question to be how many
Marnie
It served as a good *distraction for the Supreme to call for a crusade and reclaim lost land.” excuse?
Erick Thiemke
think i edited it - nothing in search
Erick Thiemke
think i fixed it
Erick Thiemke
did 2,3 and 4. I kind of like Chronologicaler....feels more important. Chronicler sounds more like they are just reported present day events - which is how she described her job but she is historian at heart
HappyNoms
1) "If you are a Chronologicaler," -> chronicler is the normal word for this, and what a class for it would naturally be named. 2) “Do you know about the Titan city near Macha?” Benito asked....Glasha replied, unfazed. “I have. -> I do. 3) Glasha was nodding, “Warlord Trakor (might have an edit as he should have been named already), -> hopefully that note to self is deleted/resolved in master. 4) dapper their enthusiasm -> dampen
Erick Thiemke
using dnd monsters. lamia has a range of appearances
andrewXD
I thought a Lamia was a snake woman, not a feline woman as you described here? just curious if that was a purposeful change or not
Erick Thiemke
no, the amulet can only pull from what the user knows and can only mimic spell effects, not create them
Caledon Smith
Dear author, if Eyrk made a copy of Glesha in his dreamscape now that he knows she has the revelation spell, could he use that copy to identify his gear via the dreamscape?
Tetsu-nii
Suggestion: Reword /and almost everyone she couldn’t answer./=>/and she *had no answers for any of them*./
Tetsu-nii
Punctuation: Remove the comma in /Warlord Trakor, stole the egg …/
Tetsu-nii
Or *damper* would work.
Tetsu-nii
Typo: /was not higher to hide potential threats./=>/was not *high enough* to hide …/
thomas johnson
I was just about to ask what edition. I need to brush up on old stuff and expand my imaginary beast information. I'm starting a game with coworkers next week. Scheduling is so tricky.
DheeAreBi
"Not to dapper their enthusiasm..." I think you mean 'dampen'
Erick Thiemke
he only has 3 apex water affitinty left
Erick Thiemke
if they didnt decay - then there must be a dragon boneyard somewhere - where the dragons go to die
Erick Thiemke
corrected
Erick Thiemke
i am just using the dnd Forgotten Realms bestiary online. change some things to fix the environment but that is what I stick with with infringing on copyrights
Erick Thiemke
corrected
Erick Thiemke
corrected
Erick Thiemke
corrected
Erick Thiemke
corrected
Erick Thiemke
yes it was man sized - adding to text
Erick Thiemke
corrected
Erick Thiemke
huh - thought that was what I wrote origionally
Jacob Diver
He had slid into the team’s cook - He had slid into the role of the teams cook
Keven Leigh
Snow giant? Thought it was a storm giant. Or is he referring to the first giant they fought?
Andrew
Thank you!
Mark Corwin
The orcs elves and humans rose up against the titans
Silver Beard
Edit...but how big were the Pauldrons? Giant size? Thought they were looking for titan relics.
Ivan Kanewske
Lamia snake Sphinx cat
Erick Thiemke
ROC was before the archives
Silver Beard
She'd make a good addition to the dream amulet. She'd be quite the migraine to create though.
Ivan Kanewske
“It that prize enough for you to return triumphant?” I asked after letting It to is
Erick Thiemke
Probably Dec 1st ish
Erick Thiemke
It can be either in dnd
Ivan Kanewske
Malicious creatures or deceit and guile, but it looks like the basilisk already Or deceit and guile Doesn't feel right, or read well for me Maybe Of deceit and guile
Ivan Kanewske
Blaze whistled twice from the front, and everything immediately went on alert. Blaze hissed back, “I don’t know what it is, but it hasn’t moved.” Everything to everyone
Ivan Kanewske
“Do you know about the Titan city near Macha?” Benito asked. I rolled my eyes at Beniot Beniot Benito
thomas johnson
Isn't Lamia a snake person, not a cat person? Also, I find myself mistaken. Which chapter does he kill the warlord Karnak? After or before the burning of the archives?
Dominic French
The team always could use an extra nerd on the team it be cool if she joined
Aaron Weingrad
Great to hear about book three. What is the lag time for the audio version looking like?
1536539
Edit suggestions: Malicious creatures or deceit and guile Malicious creatures OF deceit and guile It that enough for you to return triumphant Is that enough for you to return triumphant
PatronTurtle
I wonder how valuable that dragon corpse is. Could come back later for it
Jordan
Oh I hope he gets a spell form for identifying items. That would be awesome!!
Nick Nicholson
Dude should trade some of his many essences for any good gear they find
Erick Thiemke
1st of 4 for cycle. Next is tomorrow. I am in the middle of an editing push (8 hours today editing) to publish book 3 but there will still be 4 chapters this cycle. Sat, Mon and Tue. With Sun being a World Sphere chapter.
