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A Soldier's Life - 294 - Orc Subterfuge (final edit 7-2-25)
🕑 Added 2024-11-12 23:13:49 +0000 UTCChapter 294: Orc Subterfuge
I woke a few hours later, somehow during the night I had rolled back over and was now hugging the large white wolf. The warmth had been welcome, but I needed to relieve Mateo and Maveith on watch. The wolf roused with me, shaking its coat. Its brother was sleeping outside the door to the single-room cabin. I thought this might be the one I comforted during the thunder and lightning display. I rolled up my bedroll and sent the griffin pillow and bedroll to storage.
Mateo stretched his back, seeing I was awake. Maveith was on the far side of the cabin, and he went to get him. I would be the only one on the second watch, as my earth speak would help me watch a larger area.
Maveith and Mateo found their bedrolls after stirring the coals of Tarnasha’s fire. I decided to check on the horses and walked the thirty yards to where they were. The white wolf plodded at my side, and I passed him a chunk of bear meat. Good food was the best way to befriend an animal, as Ginger would attest to.
The injured horses had been healed and all the horses were given half an apple each before I returned for my watch. Maveith had waited for my return before curling into a ball in his bedroll. We hadn't sent the tarp tents because Glasha had guaranteed no overnight rain. I was starting to wonder what the extent of her magic.
I found a comfortable rock roughly shaped like a seat and settled in. I pulsed earth speak, practicing refining my feedback from the pulse. The wolf sat behind me, higher up on the rock. He was hoping for a few snacks throughout the night, which he would receive as I was apparently a pushover.
I watched my group from a distance as they stirred with the rising sun. Maveith was the first up and quietly moved to prepare breakfast for everyone. Raelia was up shortly after and walked past me with a self-satisfied grin to check on the horses and tend to her own business. Blaze was next, and he moved to help Maveith prepare breakfast. Mateo had stood the first watch, so I couldn’t fault him for sleeping in. I was about to go wake Benito but hesitated. Waking him harshly was something Konstantin would do with a self-satisfied grin.
Benito was probably sore from practice last night and exhausted. He had taken the worst beating and didn’t get any healing from Glasha. I reclined in my seat and reached back to rub the wolf’s coat. “That one is scared of his own shadow,” came a voice from behind the wolf. Startled, I looked back to see the wrinkled orc. I hadn’t pulsed earth speak since the sun rose, but I was certain he hadn’t exited the cabin. He grinned madly, “I still have some tricks you young ones haven’t seen.”
In Orcish, he commanded, “Hunt!” The brother wolf by the door stood and looked for his sibling to follow. I had given him over two pounds of meat throughout the watch, and I wasn’t sure he would be motivated to hunt. He finally rose after Tarnasha nudged him strongly with his foot, but spent a minute stretching and then sauntered off into the woods with his brother. Tarnasha sat down next to me. He smelled like mint and pine needles.
“Are you going to try and convince me to serve as Mynasha’s First?” I asked the orc who smelled strongly of pine.
He considered his response. “Glasha thinks you will break before we arrive. I told her you were a mercenary and needed to be paid your due.” He started digging around in his leather hides for something. Coin was not going to sway my decision. He eventually found what he was looking for, and handed me a blue sphere.
It wasn't an essence, or at least one I was familiar with. It was the size of a major essence, a large marble, but lacked the characteristics on an essence. It emitted no faint glow and it had no visual appearance of movement within. To me, it appeared to be a simple, dark blue stone. I tried to channel aether into it, but it was slippery and refused to take it. It must be magical in some way. Confused, I looked up. “I give up, what is it?”
The old cleric smiled, “It is an obfuscation stone. Though, the name is a bit of a misnomer. A better name would be a clairvoyance antithesis. It repels any spells with the clairvoyance affinity.”
“Seems like it would be valuable to hiding from mages. Why would you give it up?” I asked, handing it back to him. It was not enough of an incentive for me to help Mynasha.
“Well, since I am leaving here, it no longer serves much purpose for me.” He chuckled to himself. “Not that anyone was searching for me. I just didn’t want to be found. It is also imperfect. Other affinities have spying and tracking spells, though not over as great distances as the clairvoyance affinity.”
“Why do you think that would convince me to be Mynasha’s First?” It was a valuable artifact, and I was mostly certain it would fool a blood compass, but I would need to test it out. If I had such a device, I could have fled the Empire without concern of being tracked.
“Besides its value, if you are planning on absconding with the goliath’s sister, it could come in handy,” he explained. My jaw tightened and anger boiled that Glasha had revealed our purpose in the Caliphate to Tarnasha. She might trust this old cleric but I had not formed an opinion of him yet.
Realizing something, I narrowed my eyes, and a bit tersely stated, “I thought if I helped Mynasha become the Supreme, she would free Maveith’s sister? Why would we need to flee in stealth?” I held up the obfuscation stone.
Tarnasha laughed softly. “Most certainly. Her word would be law if she was the Supreme. But that doesn’t mean others wouldn’t seek revenge against an honorless outsider who interfered with The Choosing. But his,” he indicated the stone, “is yours whether you help Mynasha or not.”
He stood, not asking for the stone to be returned. “It will be dangerous to flee the Caliphate with her,” he said gravely. “The warlords and clerics would unite to hunt you. Although outsiders are tolerated, the Caliphate and warrior caste in particular would not likely take such insults to their honor lightly.” I nodded as if I understood, but he wasn’t aware that I could simply place Zorana and Myra in my dimensional space.
The wolves trotted into the clearing, one carrying a small faun in its jaws. Tarnasha addressed me, “I need to explain to them I am going away for a while.” He then addressed the two wolves, “Good work, Coryn and Ryshan. Come, and I will harvest your favorite parts and speak with you.”
“You can actually talk to them?” I asked, my mind momentarily off the stone.
“It is an imperfect spell form, but they can understand me well enough.” He walked down to the stream, and the wolves followed with their prize.
I helped clean up the campsite and ate with the others. Raelia returned from the horses, and it looked like she spent time washing up at the stream because her hair was wet. We lounged around the fire, waiting on Glasha and Mynasha. Tarnasha returned from the stream, but the wolves were not following him. I guessed my new wolf-friend was temporary, but maybe when I settled down, I would get a dog.
Mynasha emerged mid-morning, fatigue visible on her face, but she seemed more confident now that she had another ally for The Choosing. Maveith prepared an early lunch for all of us, and soon we set off on our horses heading north. Since Tarnasha didn’t have a mount, Mynasha let him use hers and she would be walking until he could buy one. Maveith and Blaze led our group, followed by the trio of orcs.
I trailed further behind, but it was clear the orcs were strategizing about The Choosing. Once, early in the trek, I caught a glimpse of white deep in the woods, but after that, I didn’t see any sign of the wolves. It was a relief that the wolves were staying back, as the townsfolk would likely view them as a threat and try to kill them.
We followed the stream rather than retracing our steps on the game trail. Tarnasha assured us it would shave a few miles off our journey—an appealing prospect after a long morning on foot. By midafternoon, we rejoined the main trade road, and not long after, we reached a town where we managed to procure a riding horse for the old orc.
It didn’t take long for him to start complaining of saddle sores. Before the sun had dipped too low, he was already asking Glasha for healing. She gave him a sideways smirk. “You need to grow your riding thighs, old one. We've got nearly a week of hard days ahead. If I heal you now, you'll just be in pain again tomorrow.” Still, when we made camp that evening, she took pity on the bow-legged orc and eased his aches with a touch of healing magic.
While the others settled in, I consumed one of the minor earth essences and set out to scout the perimeter of the farmstead we were using for the night. I hoped the chaos I’d stirred up by unlocking my water affinity had calmed by now. The earth essence settled in more easily—it even sharpened my earth pulse slightly, pushing the range out a little farther. There was some mild discomfort, a churn in my gut, but nothing I couldn’t manage. I decided I’d take the second minor essence a few days before we reached the capital.
The two minor strength essences had gone to Benito and Mateo. They wouldn’t get much from them in terms of power, but the boost to their morale and the reward for their loyalty and friendship were worth it. That left my current stock at three apex water essences and four minor air essences. I wasn’t ready to take the apex waters just yet—my body and mind needed more time to settle. As for the air essences, it would be a long while before I could unlock another affinity. Maybe by then, I’d have better options available.
I didn’t spot any tracks around the farm, and my earth-speak didn’t detect any threats beneath the surface. With things quiet, I had everyone train for an hour after dinner. It was just light conditioning drills to keep us sharp, and then allowed them to turn in for the night.
I took first watch with Blaze. The camp had gone quiet, fire crackling low between us. After a stretch of silence, I leaned closer and whispered, “Am I really that bad of a leader?”
Caught off guard, he stammered, confused, “What? Did you hear something?”
“When I sparred with Raelia, you were all hoping she would win. You were rooting against me,” I said softly.
Blaze chuckled to himself, “Just the opposite. I think we all aspire to be what you have become. Two years ago, you were a raw recruit joining the company. You couldn’t ride a horse and whined daily about your sores. Now you are fearless and running off to fight werewolves and ankhegs alone. Besting you, even in practice, is an accomplishment.”
Blaze paused in thought. “You could give us more compliments on our improvements. You are too much like Konstantin and just pointing out our shortcomings. But no, you are a good leader. As good as Castile or Adrian, just in a different way.”
Feeling assured I was not screwing up too badly, I grinned, “I didn’t whine aloud. Just groaned a lot.” Blaze started laughing and I joined him.
We were silent for a long time before Blaze spoke again, “You know Raelia has been trying to get your attention for most of the journey.”
“What?” I retorted, surprised and confused. “Is this about her being in my room in Adorechi?”
“No.” He laughed a little louder. “I know nothing happened there. For a man who is so perceptive, you tend to miss what is right in front of you. Did you even notice that Mateo stopped trying to gain her attentions?” He patted my confused shoulder and went to wake the next watch.
During the next three days of riding, I received some more language lessons from the orcs between their strategy discussions. My focus was more on my group than the passing countryside. I did catch Raelia eyeing me a few times, but didn’t sense any underlying meaning in it.
She was an elf, and I was human, after all. She was on this expedition for Maveith, not me. I watched how quickly Mateo and Benito responded to any orders I issued. Maveith was just a ball of anxiety as we got closer to the capital and his sister. He would be finding out soon if his sister was alive.
We were just two days from the capital of Becar, according to Glasha, when a thundering cavalry came up behind us. The dust cloud was visible down the road, and with my spyglass, there were more than one hundred mounted warriors in heavy armor. The forerunners of the unit had extensive tattoos. Damn it, just two more days and we would have been done with this. I started giving orders, “Dismount and move to those rocks!” The rocks would prevent them from charging us.
Glasha cut through my orders. “Stop. They are not here for us. Move off the road; they will pass.” Everyone was tense as the thundering procession approached, but as predicted, they ignored us and rode past. One of the tattooed leaders peeled off and circled back to us.
He looked over our group, some confusion on his face. He finally decided to address Mynasha, probably because she was riding the biggest mount among the clerics. “Honored Battle Cleric, finding you on the road is fortunate. A force of mountain trolls commanding dark ogres has emerged from the Endless Dark.”
“Where?” Glasha interjected, her tone was hard.
The orc bowed his head in deference, “Chronologicaler, the Skull Passage.” I must have missed how the clerics were identified. Was it her red hair that marked her a Chronologicaler?
Glasha furrowed her brow and said angrily, “What of the Passage Guardians?”
“All dead from the report I received.” He looked over the clerics and then us, expecting something from us.
“We will meet you there,” Mynasha declared with a steely resolve, her eyes locking onto the rider with confidence. Glasha’s jaw clenched tightly as rage radiated from her. The rider, acknowledging her words with a subtle nod, spurred his horse forward to rejoin his warriors. Tarnasha shook his head. “The Skull Passage is a day and a half in the wrong direction. We will miss the start of The Choosing.”
With determination in her voice, Mynasha declared, “As a war cleric, my duty compels me to go, even if it means missing The Choosing.” Her eyes held resolve, embodying the weight of duty.
Glasha hissed, “I know. You would lose honor if you didn’t, and word of it would eliminate you from The Choosing after they called you a coward. It is all too convenient of an event to happen on our approach to Becar! One of the Elders or Warlords must be behind it!” Glasha was chewing her tongue. “We have no choice but to go.”
Tarnasha was skeptical. “How would they force an exodus from the Endless Dark?”
Glasha chewed her cheek and answered obscurely. “There are ways.”
I pulled Ginger to join them. “No one asked me if I would agree to another detour.”
“We will go with or without your escort,” Mynasha declared before spurring her large mount forward, leaving us behind.
I locked eyes with Glasha and then Tarnasha, thinking. I turned and looked at my companions. Raelia had told them what was said. My eyes sought Maveith. He gave me a slow nod of consent. “We will go with you, but will not fight the trolls or ogres. It is not our fight.” Glasha nodded in thanks, and no more words were spoken. We all spurred our mounts into a trot to catch up with Mynasha.
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Comments
Kevin O'Malley
Sure you won't Erik, Sure you won't.
Brianna Stormcloud
Interesting, tftc!
Rasmus
But his,” he indicated the stone, “is yours whether you help Mynasha or not.” Missing The T in This unless The stone is sentient
Javen
"she is an elf and I am a human" is a crazy line to draw considering he just saw another elf lady get down dirty and marrying a literal orc some time ago.
Erick Thiemke
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Erick Thiemke
i took out some of his opposition to it in the edit, but he is treating it like plan B still
Erick Thiemke
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Erick Thiemke
protection but it could come from air as well. if he learned a similiar spell form for air, they could be combined to make a much more powerful version
John Donovan
What affinity does the air shield come from?
hrs
"the injured horses had been healed and passed out half an apple..." needs an "I" before "passed out"
Erikbongo
OK, so i've thought about this and this is my opinion. You shouldn't have had Eryk be so opposed to helping the orcs to begin with if you were gonna have to find a good enough reason so he helps anyway. This is super awkward and could've been more smooth if Eryk actually wanted to help, being a hero and all. Then there could be drama in that because he wants to play hero he is deprioritizing his friends sister or something. Would've been smoother i think.
Salvo
It might still work in his belt of deep pockets. The herbs and potions expired while he figured out the trick to using it.
daniel dantas
this makes more sense
Chachi
no!!!!!!! reenaxeryk
visigoth
No, legion as in the Roman legion. You know... because the MC was a legionnaire... in a fantasy Roman legion?
Brett Ulakovic
Since Tarnasha didn’t have a mount, she would be walking until he could procure one. She should be he
Silver Beard
The stone likely isn't as useful since it probably won't work in his space. He'd have to keep it on or near him somehow all the time.
daniel dantas
Given the pain he's suffered by unlocked the water affinity, it'll be a VERY long time before he thinks about getting another one, and if he does, I think clairvoyance would be the most useful or he could focus on materialism? He already has an affinity, he just needs to increase it
daniel dantas
Thanks for the chapter, the orb is very nice and useful, but far from enough to force eryk's hand, he's going to have to fork out for something more valuable, I liked the interaction with blaze and I'm glad and remember how mc has progressed so much, but I feel like a fool for not realizing it too, I mean, we're stuck with eryk's vision and perception so it's hard to know much about the others apart from his opinion, but I'd swear that although raelia liked eryk a bit, it didn't seem like she was trying to get his attention (I can't remember anything specific that suggests that). As for this side quest... I don't have much to say, it bothers me that eryk needs to babysit her because 90% of the time he'll need to intervene but anyway, it's free essences (as long as eryk gets a bonus for doing extra work, everything would be fine, fair enough, right? As the saying goes, "Render unto Caesar what is Caesar's".
daniel dantas
Legion? Like the author of supreme magus!?
Ali
Oh thanks. I guess he doesn’t need any new affinity to unlock since he already has more interesting ones he hasn’t taken advantage of like the one that allows for teleportation.
Silver Beard
Eryk won't directly attack; he'll just be left to act as a 'First' and protect Mynasha
Salvo
No, guardian affinity does his air shields
Ali
Doesn’t he already have a spellform for the air affinity so the essences would be useful?
Gary R. Hovatter
Suspect the farm was a "fawn"; that "I no longer have much use for me" was "much use for it"; & that "such insults to their honor likely" was supposed to be "to their honor lightly". That said, after almost 300 very enjoyable chapters, I'm content to just read over such things. It's a superb story.
Steven Savage
I think it was meant to be faun. maybe
Prinny Knight
Cmon RaeliaXErik!
Eriach
Caste*
Seth Feist
Finrir?
Jordan
The wolves trotted into the clearing, one carrying a small farm in its jaws. Farm?
Jordan
“Although outsiders are tolerated, the caliphate and warrior cast do not take such insults to their honor likely.” Likely -> lightly
Andrew
Thank you!
Pope Yoda I
I'm hoping MC can eventually leave enough survivors behind to start the spread of one of mankind's best idioms: "No surviving witnesses to a crime means there was no crime." Stealth lobotomies for everyone! He can make a game of it and see how much he can remove without getting caught. Don't go halfway - become the most notorious serial killer in the world.
Erick Thiemke
3rd of 4. Town Builder is next, so I expect to be working on the 4th of 4 tomorrow for the cycle. For those of you who don't know, a week's cycle is Wed to Tue for me. Soldier Seraphim gets 4 chapters a cycle, but I am slightly behind. I included trolls in this chapter because I got some trolls over on Goodreads, bombing book 3. If you have a second, head over there (Goodreads.com) and rate the books. I am crossing my fingers that you will rate them highly if you are here - LEGION!!!!
