The Age of Ornan: The Unveiling of Oruras Power

By J.C. Pilcher

Defeat looms over the company of Ornan as their quest has seemingly failed. But by the grace of Vashaar Burdep is spared to fight another day. As the company continues the search for the seven firstborn of Domus-Lux the pressure mounts upon Kerj-Oruras to respond. As armies march and the death cloud of the north infringes on the boarder of Hennyfed an all-out war with Oruras seems inevitable. The company continues to struggle from within as threats from spies, saboteurs and traitors mount. With the added conflict from Oruras armies the company is once more faced with the possibility of falling from with. Burdep concludes that if the company is to have victory then he must throw aside his doubts and trust his closest friends and lean wholeheartedly on the grace of Vashaar. In spite of the conflict Burdep must still find a way to revive the Blade of Ornan and reclaim his homeland from his fathers advisor. If he fails to become chieftain then the hope of Domus-Lux could fail with him and the Age of Ornan come to a close in a most terrible fashion, but with victory comes the possibility of giving Oruras the push that he is looking for to march on Domus-Lux and for the first time in two thousand years force the enemy into the Unveiling of Oruras Power.

• Language: English
• Publisher: WestBow Press
• Release date: Oct 5, 2015
• ISBN: 9781490889764

J.C. Pilcher

J. C. Pilcher has always had a love for fantasy and apologetics. He wrote The Age of Ornan series as an attempt to merge the two in an entertaining fashion and ultimately to bring glory to Jesus Christ, his Lord and Savior.

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CHAPTER 1

THE HAND OF VASHAAR

B urdep breathed deeply as he prepared for the battle of the bridge. He mounted his horse next to Andrew. It was his intent to talk to AnnaLoshea, but the goblins had interrupted that. So he tried to push it all out of his head and focus on the battle. As the goblins marched through the woods, and out on the bridge Gwain called for them to charge and Burdep fell in behind the mercenary commander. He was still bound, and determined, to be the one who brought the sword back to Cansillia, but his goal got in the way of reason. He found himself charging into the goblin lines by himself. And he spurred his horse along, so hard, and fast that he broke through their lines.

As he swung he sword about wildly as sweat, beaded up on his face. Suddenly he remembered AnnaLoshea. He had wanted to keep her safe in the fighting, but he had charged on mindlessly, without her. He quickly glanced around hoping to catch sight of his friend. Then he spotter her charging through the midst of the goblins as he had, and her horse charged with such power that it burst through the other side of the goblin line, and made a dash towards the bridge. Burdep turned his horse, and pursued, fighting his way through the goblin lines. His horse leapt onto the bridge, and he followed after her, and the cart intending to recover the sword. All the while he remembered that Tyran was required to destroy the bridge. So he spurred his horse along as fast as he could hoping to avoid that fate.

Burdep watched as AnnaLoshea led her horse just behind the cart, and leapt into the back of it. She looked up to see a goblin dive in the back towards her. It pinned her on her back, and drew a knife to slay her. She jerked her knees up flipping the goblin over her head into the rode, and it was crushed beneath Burdep’s horse. Then she rolled to the front of the cart, and kept low. The goblin driver looked around, but could not see her hiding behind the chest. After a few seconds AnnaLoshea looked around, and set her eyes on the chest. She unlatched it gently, and quietly, but even from behind the cart Burdep could hear the hinges squeaking, and feared the rider would take notice. She proceeded to raise the lid, and as expected she drew out the sword, still in its sheath on Burdep’s old, severed belt. She held it close, and moved to the back of the wagon. Suddenly two goblins riding wolves came within a sword length of Burdep, and he moved his attention to battling them. Then a third passed him by, and headed towards AnnaLoshea’s horse. To Burdep’s surprise AnnaLoshea jumped out of the wagon onto the back of her horse. The horse was startled by her, and charged forward on the right side of the cart. AnnaLoshea pulled back on the reigns to get it to slow up, but the wagon driver saw her, and turned to the right crushing her horse between the stone wall of the bridge, and the cart. AnnaLoshea managed to get her left leg out of the way of the cart, but her right was pinned between the wall, and the horse. The goblin that had been pursuing her, rushed by, stabbing at her with a spear. She managed to redirect the attack, but his wolf slammed into her horse, and the cart, launching the cart ahead, and flipping AnnaLoshea over the edge of the wall. She turned herself over, and managed to grab the edge of the wall. Burdep made quick work of the goblins he had been fighting, and rushed to her aid. He saw the goblin draw his spear to drive through AnnaLoshea’s head, but Burdep landed a fire bolt in his back that propelled him over the wall.

Then Burdep jumped off of his horse, and grabbed AnnaLoshea’s arm. He pulled with all his might, and managed to grab her at the elbow, and then got his right arm under her left. As he was pulling her over the edge he heard an explosion, and felt a rumble that cause him to slip. AnnaLoshea fell, but Burdep hung on, and was jerked against the wall. The impact took the wind out of him, and he had to catch his breath before he could pull AnnaLoshea up again. Then he caught the familiar scent of explosive powder, and heard the sound of rock crumbling. He looked to his left, and saw the bridge collapsing. The destruction grew closer, and closer, and at the last second Burdep jumped over the edge hoping to avoid the falling debris.

The two fell into the water, and were quickly washed down stream. At first Burdep tried to get hold of AnnaLoshea. He reached out, and grabbed her hand, pulling her close to him just as they were slammed against a rock. Then he reached around and grasped the sword, to ensure that neither of them lost it.

As they continued down the river Burdep saw that the rapids grew much worse the further they went, but he was already struggling to stay above water, and was growing fatigued. He knew there was nothing more he could do than hold on to AnnaLoshea, and keep fighting to stay above water.

They were hurled against several stones, but by some miracle they were usually flat. Every time they were faced with a jagged stone it would seem like they were guided away from it by the hand of Vashaar.

Burdep felt a rush of adrenaline and was able to fight much longer than usual, but he felt AnnaLoshea kicking, and swimming a lot less. He looked at her, and saw that her eyes were closing, and her head was bleeding. He then realized that the last rock they slammed into was on her side, and she had taken the brunt of the contact. So he had to fight harder to keep AnnaLoshea above water, and hoped that as she was losing consciousness that she did not automatically inhale water. He fought on for several minutes before they came to a fork in the river. They struck another rock that knocked them towards the northern most branch. As they washed along the new branch grew calmer, and Burdep was able to gain a little control. Suddenly from above them a large dead branch fell out of a tree, and landed in the river in front of them. He swam towards it, grabbed onto it, and laid AnnaLoshea on it to keep her head above the water. Then he felt his weariness taking hold on him, and he fell unconscious.

When he awoke he found himself still clinging to the branch, and holding onto AnnaLoshea who was grasping the sword. He sat up wearily looking at his surroundings. The water they were laying in was not flowing. It was stagnant and stank, and he wondered how they had gotten there from the river. He rose to his feet and got a better view. They were in the deep part of the marsh. There were a few humps of land that appeared, but for the most part there was nothing other than dark stagnant water with tall weeds growing out of them. He looked in all directions, and saw the same thing. So he sat back down to check on AnnaLoshea. He pulled her out of the water onto one of the humps of land that rose above the water. She was still breathing, so he was greatly encouraged. He looked at her blood stained forehead, but could not see the wound. So he took his staff, and with a gentle water wall, washed the blood from her wound. He found a surprisingly small cut, which he knew could be easily healed. He took his staff and healed the wound, and laughed as he realized that the small cut was the biggest injury either of them had sustained, even though both of them should be dead.

So he pulled her into the center of the little island. He took off his cape, and wrapped her in it. He then took his hatchet, and cut up the tree branch they had used for a float, and piled the logs up, and with a firewall lit them. It was not long before AnnaLoshea woke up. She looked around and asked, Where are we.

Burdep was using a stick to poke at the fire, In the marsh I guess. He said not bothering to look up.

I see. She said, What happened?

Apparently Tyran blew up the bridge with us on it. Burdep said, But I really don’t know how we got here.

Do you know how to get back? AnnaLoshea asked.

If the water was flowing it would be easy. Burdep said, We could just follow the river back and head north when we got to the bridge. But this water is all stagnant. I don’t know how to get back.

What will they think when they realize we’re gone, and the sword is to? AnnaLoshea asked.

I don’t know. Burdep answered, But we have to try to get out of here somehow.

The locals say that you can get turned around in the marshes easily. AnnaLoshea said, You can get lost, and never find your way out.

I know this sounds overly simplistic, Burdep began, But that isn’t an option. We have to get out somehow.

I agree. AnnaLoshea said, But what should we do? Should we go off in a random direction, and hope to find out way out?

Something a little more dependable would be better. Burdep said, But I just don’t know right now. I have to think.

There was a moment of silence as both of them listened to the popping of the fire. It would normally have been a pleasant thing, but when combined with the stench of the marsh, the seeming mockery of the screeching bugs, and the strange moaning that seemed to come from deep within the marsh all joy was quenched.

Suddenly AnnaLoshea broke the silence, I’m sorry. she said, I want you to know that I never thought this would happen.

It’s not like you made it happen. Burdep said.

But I wanted to save the sword, and rushed onto the bridge drawing you with me, when I should have just stayed with the rest.

It’s alright. Burdep said.

But I was being selfish in doing so. AnnaLoshea said.

What do you want me to do? Burdep asked, Pronounce judgment on you, or something? If I say all is well, then so it is.

AnnaLoshea picked up the sword. Here Burdep, she said, I don’t deserve to hold this blade.

Burdep took the sword, You’re more deserving than most. he said, Maybe you had ulterior motives when you went on that bridge, but if that was the worst you have to offer than you would cringe to see what drives me.

Burdep, you are overly understanding. AnnaLoshea said with a relieved smile.

I doubt it. Burdep said as he looked to the sky. He saw that it was dark and the stars could be seen. Then he remembered learning about the North Star in school back in Hennyfed. He pointed up and said, Do you see that star?

Yes. AnnaLoshea answered.

I learned that it always points north. He said, It doesn’t matter where you are, you can always trust that star to point you to the north.

AnnaLoshea smiled, Are you proposing we follow it?

Do you know what’s to the north? Burdep asked.

Houd-Osgedrom, if we haven’t been washed too far out of the way. AnnaLoshea said.

Exactly. Burdep said, And even if we miss Osgedrom, going straight in one direction will eventually take us out of this marsh. And I would guess that if we keep going north we should cross a road at some point, and roads lead to towns, and towns have people that could give directions.

But people are dangerous to us. AnnaLoshea said, We are Mirus with no master. Men won’t hesitate to take us.

Then we’ll just have to be careful. Burdep said, But we first need to get out of here before we do anything else.

I’m just glad to have gotten lost with someone who is clever enough to save us. AnnaLoshea said.

Don’t give me that. Burdep said, I know that you aware of the North Star.

I actually didn’t. AnnaLoshea said, I never learned much about the art of travel from Grosemon. I just went along for the ride.

Then take note. Burdep said, You may need it again someday.

So Burdep put out the fire, and the two Mirus set out heading toward the north. They traveled all night until the stars vanished, and they stopped to rest. They slept a little, and ate what little soggy food they had, and found themselves faced with another issue. They both did not have enough food to last the day.

I could go hunting. Burdep said, But honestly, does anything edible live in a marsh?

I don’t know. AnnaLoshea said, But there might be fish in the water.

Good luck on catching them. Burdep said.

Why don’t you catch them? AnnaLoshea asked.

Because I don’t know anything about fishing. Burdep said.

But you’re a Mirusian man aren’t you? AnnaLoshea asked, Isn’t that supposed to be your specialty. Anytime I’ve been around a bunch of Mirusian men all they talk about is hunting, and fishing.

And you’re right on that. Burdep said, But sadly I’ve always been a little different than my peers. I never learned anything about either. But I was hoping to use my magic to kill something, but I am somewhat afraid that it will destroy all of the meat.

Do what you must. AnnaLoshea said.

So they both went about trying to find food. AnnaLoshea was unsuccessful in all her attempts, and eventually joined Burdep who was sitting in a tree hoping to spot and animal of some sort. Suddenly a rabbit came hopping by. Supper! Burdep whispered.

Don’t kill it! AnnaLoshea said.

Why? Burdep asked.

It’s just a little rabbit, and it’s so cute. She said.

So cute? Burdep asked, This is survival! It’s us or the rabbit! What do you think Vashaar made animals for?

Our enjoyment. AnnaLoshea said, And I like rabbits.

Well, I like, and enjoy them better as supper. Burdep said, This is a gift from Vashaar right within our grasp. Besides you told me to do what I had to.

AnnaLoshea consented at last so Burdep used a thunder bolt to stun it, and then killed it with his hatchet. They prepared what little meat was on it, and ate it. Burdep enjoyed what little there was, but AnnaLoshea was still upset at having to terminate the creature. Even still both of them realized that it was not enough, and they feared what would happen if they had to remain in the marsh for days. But they knew that the only thing they could do was continue on, and keep their eyes open for potential food sources.

When the moon rose once again, and the stars came out they started northward. They waded through the marshy waters for hours stopping momentarily. Most of the time the water was around knee deep to Burdep, and once it almost reached his shoulders, and AnnaLoshea had to swim or ride Burdep’s back, which he found awkward. Sometimes there was water all around them with no sign of land, and Burdep wondered if they could find a place to rest if they needed to. A few times they had to give in, and sit in the water as long as it was shallow enough. But unfortunately they could not sleep.

So they continued on in this manner. Every now, and then they stumbled on something they could eat, and on one occasion they came upon a small island with a pool in the center with a large catfish in it. How it got there neither of them could tell, but it took little fishing skill to catch it. Despite the lack of food they always seemed to find enough to keep themselves going.

As Burdep went on he noticed that AnnaLoshea thanked him often for saving her during their ride down the rapids, and she was very grateful for everything Burdep caught. Then he began once more to feel quite guilty about how ungrateful he had been towards her. It was not that he meant to be ungrateful, but he had never thanked her, and did give off an ungrateful appearance. But he knew that he had as good a time as any to thank her, seeing there was no one around to embarrass him about it later. But for the sake of decency, and purity he feared talking to her about anything too serious. He still remembered what Andrew had said concerning them, but he feared what such a conversation could lead to. So he confined himself to joking, and being a fool for the most part avoiding any questions that might get too personal. But all the while he knew that this was the right time to thank her for all the help she had been.

One night they were both feeling weak, and weary. They had not found any food in a long time, and were feeling quite starved. But the stars had just come out, and they began walking once more against their own wants.

As they moved along, wearily, they came upon a large body of land that took them out of the marshy waters for a time. As they marched forward they spotted something large in front of them. It was tall and square shaped, It looks like a building. Burdep said.

But who would live out here? AnnaLoshea asked.

I don’t know, Burdep said, as he drew his staff, and sword, But I shall find out.

He started creeping towards the structure. The closer he got the more he realized that is was not a huge structure, but in fact a small cottage. He made his way to the front of it. He put his sword behind his back, so as not to scare the owner. He knocked on the door, but there was no answer. As he looked at the place it did appear empty. It was not in poor shape, but simply seemed uninhabited. He knocked once more, and there was still no answer. He called AnnaLoshea over. I don’t think anyone lives here, he said, Or at least they’re out of the house.

Let’s go inside. AnnaLoshea said.

Go inside!? Burdep argued, That’s poor manners if I’ve ever heard of them.

No sir, AnnaLoshea said, It’s poor manners to go in without knocking, which you have done. And what ever happened to you being so much different than the rest of the Mirus?

I am different than the Mirus, but like them when it’s convenient. Burdep said.

It’s convenient now. AnnaLoshea said, Maybe it’s a friendly old Man waiting to help us.

It’s far more likely to be an old hermit who roasts company. Burdep said.

Then let’s find out. AnnaLoshea said, I think you can take him.

Alright, Burdep said, But if he kills me, I’ll kill you.

Burdep opened the door slowly, and found it dark inside, Hello! he said. But there was no answer.

He stepped inside and found a candle. He lit it and held it high. He saw no signs of life, and set it back on its candlestick. AnnaLoshea followed him in, and looked about. She found a bunch of food that seemed fresh still. Do you suppose he’s just gone for the night? she asked.

Why would he be? Burdep asked.

The house looks like it was occupied last night. She said.

I say this. Burdep mused, Let’s just eat some of this food, and pack the rest. I have some money that Gallar gave me, and we can leave it for him.

That might be an inconvenience to him. AnnaLoshea said.

It would be a far greater one if we died, and Oruras paid him a visit. Burdep said.

AnnaLoshea looked at the abundance of breads, meats, and cheese and could not resist, Let’s do it. She said.

Burdep found other candles in the house, and lit them. The candlesticks were very ornate with carvings that flowed beautifully. In fact everything in the building had an elegant, wavy appearance. I think an Elf lives here. Burdep said.

His possessions certainly look Elvish. AnnaLoshea said as she took a bunch of food, and sat it at the table. They prayed a blessing over the it, and began to dine. They felt like they had entered heaven, and they cherished every bite. They ate long and perhaps too much, and before the meal was over their downtrodden spirits were upbeat, and merry. They laughed, and joked far into the night. But eventually their hunger was satisfied, and they rose from their meal. Burdep began to survey the house once again. They were in the only room of the house, and it had one table with one bed. I assume this guy lived by himself. Burdep said. "This room isn’t big enough for two.

As he searched around he found a compass laying on a table, Ha! Look what I found! Burdep announced, Who needs a north star when you have a compass!

You might want to leave him a little more money if you want to take his compass. AnnaLoshea said.

If it gets us to safety I will give him everything in Hennyfed. Burdep said, That means no more travelling at night!

Then why don’t we stay here then? AnnaLoshea asked, We can rest, and have another wonderful meal tomorrow before we set out.

Burdep looked at the comfy Elven bed, thinking back on the night at Gil-Gorvon’s home. He knew that he would not be able to have it, but the comforts of the food, and a place of safety were too much, Why not. He said.

So they searched around the house a little more to see what was there. Burdep would normally call it intrusive, but he felt he had a good excuse. They stumbled on a bunch of old maps of the marsh. Burdep leapt upon them. He found their location marked on them, and learned that they were near the center of the marsh, and still had a ways to go, but they had a good start. AnnaLoshea found a map that had a tree drawn on one portion of it, not incredibly far from the house. At the top it read silver willow location. Do you really think there’s a silver willow in these marshes? AnnaLoshea asked.

That would be hard to imagine. Burdep said. That is unless the Elf planted it there himself.

That’s possible. AnnaLoshea said.

When they had satisfied their curiosity AnnaLoshea went over to the bed, and removed her boots from her weary feet. You can do as you like. She said, But I feel like retiring now.

As you wish. Burdep said, as he turned and went outside. There was a small porch there and he laid his cloak down on it, shut the door behind him, and lay down. It was a little chilly and the idea of the warm bed, and his memory of what a night on an Elven bed was like made his condition all the worse, but he knew that as the man of the group it was his duty to forfeit the comforts, and keep watch.

As he lay there he grew a little chilly so he rose, and put on his cloak, and paced back and forth. As he was pacing he heard the door creak open behind him. He turned to see AnnaLoshea looking at him, Burdep, She said, We’ve recovered the sword there’s no reason for you to stay up anymore.

Oh sorry. Burdep said as he stepped off of the porch, and paced on the grass.

No Burdep, she said, I didn’t mean to silence you. I just wanted you to get some rest.

I’m having a tough time that’s all. Burdep said, When we get back to Osgedrom I might sleep once again.

You’ve sacrificed a lot already. AnnaLoshea said, Don’t sacrifice your health. You mean too much to our company to continue like this

A little case of sleep deprivation isn’t going to kill me. Burdep said. Then suddenly, as if Vashaar were whispering in his ear, he remembered his need to ask forgiveness, and thank AnnaLoshea for all she had done. He felt that this was now a most opportune time.

AnnaLoshea turned to go inside when she saw that Burdep was unwilling to rest, but Burdep stopped her, AnnaLoshea, he said.

She turned around to face him. He walked to the edge of the porch to face her. Then he shuffled around nervously. Well uh, he said, You see I-I’ve been wanting to say for…since a while that uh…I think that…

Yes Burdep? AnnaLoshea asked, trying to spur him to clearer speech.

I just feel like I’ve been a fool. He said at last, I’ve wanted to thank you ever since I’ve met you.

There’s no reason to thank me. AnnaLoshea said.

Don’t give me that, Burdep said, I should have long ago, and I need to now. I just want to thank you for helping me with Barram, and Mershapi. Had you not been there for me I could never have made it to Osgedrom. I want to thank you for not leaving us when I sent you away in Lastad. I want to thank you for continuing to help me with Barram, and Mershapi, during our travels. I want to thank you for the sacrifices you made for the company by saving us from the pirates, by crawling through that cave, and everything else that you do daily that I just don’t take notice of. I just want to thank you.

You’re welcome. AnnaLoshea said as a tear came to her eye. Burdep, you don’t know how badly I wanted to hear you say that.

Why’s that? Burdep asked.

I thought you didn’t appreciate me. She said, Even more I thought you really didn’t care about me.

That brings me to another thing. Burdep said, Not only do I thank you but I want to say I’m sorry. I am sorry for not thanking you earlier. I’m sorry for the way I treated you at Lastad. I’m sorry for not thanking you when I left at Osgedrom. I thought I wouldn’t see you again, and yet I didn’t thank you. I’m also sorry for the things I said about your brother. They may be true, but it wasn’t my place. I’m also sorry for the time in Yeomany when I said that you were nothing to me, and for that same day when I told you I would never have brought you along had it not been for Barram, and Mershapi. I am truly sorry for how I treated you, and Andrew especially when we were with the Dwarves.

You are forgiven. AnnaLoshea said, It seems you have been troubled by this for a while, but I ask that you forgive me too.

Why should I forgive you? Burdep asked.

I lied to you. AnnaLoshea said, Do you remember the night of the party when we were with the Dwarves. Do you remember that I had been trying to tell you something? I would like to tell you now if you would hear it. I think it will be a comfort to you.

I will hear it. Burdep said, I have poured out my cup of guilt, and feel free enough to be able to handle anything you say.

That’s good, AnnaLoshea said, There’s nothing going on between me and Andrew. We are friends, but nothing more.

Andrew hinted at that just before the battle. Burdep said, But I ask, why were you two always together? You were inseparable, like two love birds. Almost everyone noticed.

It was Andrew’s suggestion, but I followed it. AnnaLoshea said, He told me that you were content to stay friends for the time we were together on this journey, and that when the time came you would leave, and I would never see you again. He said that we should pretend to like each other to make you jealous. But it all went wrong. Everyone fell for it, and you just distanced yourself, or attacked Andrew. But you were right. A girl who is unfaithful as I was pretending to be is a poor person; one completely unworthy of honor.

I was harsh, and foolish though. Burdep said, But I can’t say I forgive you. I can’t forgive you when I don’t feel like you’ve been wrong. The things I confessed were done with ill intent. But you had good intentions, even if your means were deceptive.

Thank you Burdep. AnnaLoshea said, I thank you for understanding.

It’s my pleasure. Burdep said, And if you’re that desperate to ensure that I just don’t disappear one day then I will tell you this. When, not if, I become Chieftain I will grant you, if you will have it, the highest place of all my associates. I will do all I can to ensure that we stay friends for life.

I would be most honored Burdep. AnnaLoshea said, and then after a short pause she spoke again, Do you think there are some hurts that cannot be healed; some pains that cannot be overcome.

I don’t know. Burdep said thinking the question quite random and off topic, But I do know you can’t really go back. Somehow you have to find a way to move forward.

Is there something you would like to go back for? AnnaLoshea asked.

I would like to go back. Burdep said, I would like to go back to the way life was before all this happened. But that life can never be restored.

Sometimes the future is better than the past. AnnaLoshea said. Why don’t you stop thinking about the good old days, and move to thinking about what you have now, and what you can do later.

I am, now. Burdep said, Looking forward is hard for me. I fear setting goals in life because I fear someone will think them foolish, or that they will never be.

What are your goals Burdep? AnnaLoshea asked.

To become chieftain. Burdep said, That is my first, and foremost goal. Everything else hinges on that. If I never become chieftain then I will die at the hands of Fiedir, so I have a hard time seeing beyond that.

Burdep, AnnaLoshea said, I’ve always had things I’ve wanted to do. I’ve had dreams, and aspirations, but when I look at the world and realize it cannot continue in the state it’s in, I’ve come to the conclusion that I want to help you with your goals. I want to help you be the best that you can be. You lack goals, and I have already accomplished many of mine. We can help each other in our weak areas.

I find that talk a little too personal for the situation, Burdep said, But I am honored that you would think that. Maybe it will be so one day. But with Oruras in my future how can I say what will, or even could be?

Burdep, you promised me that you would become chieftain. She said, And ever since then you have been training to face Fiedir. I believe when you promise something then you stick to it. Will you make me another promise?

That depends on the request. Burdep said.

Your goals, and aspirations, all seem clouded because of Oruras. AnnaLoshea said, Everything I hope to be is clouded by my father. Will you promise me you will kill my father?

That’s harsh words to come out of your mouth. Burdep said with a grin, But I can’t even say I will see your father. I suppose I shall never cross paths with him unless Oruras wages war on Domus-Lux.

But if he should, and you meet him will you slay him. AnnaLoshea asked.

I will. Burdep said, But why so little mercy?

I told you I’m torn between loyalties. She said, I’m torn between my new found loyalty to you, and your family, which I know Vashaar wants me to stay with, and my family. My brother is with us now, but he loves my father, and I do too. If my father told Fahlon to kill us all in the night I cannot guarantee that he wouldn’t. As long as my father has such power over my brother he has it over me as well.

Are you saying you would kill me if your father told you to? Burdep asked.

No! Never! She protested, But, it would be hard to rebel against his command.

But all he’s ever done is try to kill you. Burdep said

Yes, she said, but I keep telling myself that there is some good left in him. I want to believe that I can save him. But I realize that there are some wounds and hurts that cut too deep. Like I said earlier There are things that can never be healed. My father has had too many, and caused even more.

Do you think I could if I wanted to? Burdep asked.

I think you can defeat him. AnnaLoshea said.

I don’t know,’ Burdep said, I’m getting quite a long list of people I’m supposed to kill. I have Fiedir, Oruras, and now your father. But I will promise under one condition."

What’s that? AnnaLoshea asked.

Fiedir is more my problem than even Oruras is. Burdep said, I’m dealing with Fiedir, and I will deal with your father if I have to. But I ask that if you get the opportunity to defeat your father then you do it.

But he’s my father. AnnaLoshea said.

I promise. Burdep said, But please promise me that. If he is your weakness then from what I’ve learned you need to face him. My biggest inhibition has been my fear of responsibility, and instead of getting me out of it, Vashaar has helped me through it. If you have difficulty choosing between Vashaar, and your father, then you need to defeat him.

AnnaLoshea nodded her head, If I have the opportunity I will defeat my father on my own. But I do have your word too.

You do. Burdep said.

Wouldn’t you think me less of a lady if I went out and cut my father down? AnnaLoshea asked, It seems barbaric for me to go out there wielding a blade doesn’t it?

It depends. Burdep said, If you went out there because you enjoyed it I would find it barbaric. I would find it barbaric if anyone enjoyed it, but learning to defend yourself is a good thing. Now it always does good for my pride to save someone in a battle, it makes me feel like more of a Mirus, but you’re worth a lot more alive than dead. I would rather you not need me for defense than need my aid, and me not be there. Do you understand what I’m saying?

I understand. AnnaLoshea said, I was advised by Zinuka to learn to fight. She said it would be a good thing to do. But I’ve always seen myself as the healing part of all of this fighting, not actually one who does the killing.

And I never saw myself as the hero either. Burdep said, I never saw myself as chieftain. One lesson that I’m struggling to learn is that it’s not so much about what we want, but what Vashaar wants. But I believe that if we just do his will. then we will learn to love doing those things that we always feared doing. Or at least when it comes to fighting, and killing we will have a peace about it.

I guess so. AnnaLoshea said.

I find it funny that you should ask me that now. Burdep said, You’ve been in a few battles recently.

But I fought as little as possible. AnnaLoshea said, I went for the sword.

True, Burdep said, But let me tell you my personal opinion. There may be those who find it barbaric, but I find your dance of death quite inspiring. Think of it from the perspective of the rest of the company a young Mirusian lady who is the very essence of grace using something like a dance to fell the enemy. I find it a wonderful picture of poetic justice.

I would prefer to use it as a dance. AnnaLoshea said, But I will not be a fool. I will do all I can to make sure you don’t have to keep watch on me all of the time. I guess I need to be competent with a sword so that I can defend Barram, and Mershapi if things should go wrong.

Exactly. Burdep said, So is Fahlon still beating you with sticks, and calling it training?

Yes, AnnaLoshea said, I think it reminds him of the horrors he experienced under my father. If it drives him from that then I will take a daily beating. But I have improved to the point that I don’t let him hit me.

He needs changed from the inside. Burdep said, Simply unleashing his anger on his little sister is a poor way of dealing with his problems.

I know, AnnaLoshea said, But he thinks me a fool for believing in Vashaar. He thinks that I’m struggling through life because of my father, and need something like Vashaar to keep from losing control. He calls Vashaar my crutch.

Vashaar’s no crutch! Burdep said, He’s more like a cradle. Not only do we have difficulty walking in this life without him, but we are carried by Vashaar. Those who deny him, and feel so proud about it, don’t realize that they are dragging themselves through the mud throughout their lives. They too need Vashaar they just deny it. And one day everyone will realize how much they do. Every knee will bow, and every tongue will confess that Vashaar is Lord, and no other god will be given any credit forever. But by then they will have already have decided what they will do with him, and for some it will be too late.

I can’t stand the idea of father, or Fahlon going to hell? AnnaLoshea asked, Could it really exist?

It’s not a popular thing to believe in. Burdep said, But do you think Vashaar in his perfection should allow people like Fiedir, Oruras, and your father to enter heaven him? Should he allow those filthy scumbags to drag their disgusting sins all throughout his perfect realm?

No. AnnaLoshea said, But what about those good people who follow other gods?

Vashaar can forgive all sins. Burdep said, But he cannot forgive a person if they refuse forgiveness. If they seek it through good works, or following another god they cannot be forgiven.

But why can’t they get it through another god? AnnaLoshea asked, After all there are so many. Maybe they are all different ways of reaching the same thing.

You can believe with all your heart that one and one is three, but when the test day comes, and you put that answer down you will fail. Burdep said, Those gods were made by Men who were trying to earn favor in the sight of god, or to heal their crying conscience. Just look at their gods, and compare them to Vashaar. They are obviously not the same, and anyone who tries to enter heaven through another way is a thief and a robber. I’m quoting the scriptures on a lot of this. These aren’t my words, but the words of Vashaar. My opinion doesn’t matter. All that matters is what Vashaar has said.

I noticed. AnnaLoshea said, Vashaar has done a great work in you hasn’t he.

I believe so, Burdep said, But where did all of these questions come from? I thought you believed in Vashaar.

I do. AnnaLoshea said, But where I’ve lived things are different than in Hennyfed. What are the religious views of the Mirus?

The vast majority claim to follow Vashaar even though their lives don’t show that. Burdep answered.

I thought so. AnnaLoshea said, The rest of the world has many diverse beliefs. They have used all of those questions to make me question Vashaar at times. But I asked Grosemon to explain it to me and he has helped me to get a grasp on the truth.

Ignorance will be no excuse when we stand before Vashaar. Burdep said, In that day I think every objection ever made against Vashaar will look so foolish that not one will be raised.

Over the last few years as I searched the scriptures I have come to the same conclusion. AnnaLoshea said, Now I am so glad to see another person who has done the same. Thank you. There are very few people who truly believe the scriptures anymore.

It’s my pleasure. Burdep said, For my part, I never heard of those questions first hand, but my father, and others would mention them to me to see how I would handle them. I never knew the right answers, and was always embarrassed. Now I am learning them simply from reading Vashaar’s word as well. I realize that there will still be some questions that are never fully answered in this life, but for most we can find them in his word. Anything we need to know has been provided.

This has been such an amazing talk. AnnaLoshea said, I haven’t had the opportunity to put aside the quest, and talk about Vashaar for such a long time.

It has been good. Burdep said, I wonder if our Elf friend will come back soon?

I would hope not as long as we are here. AnnaLoshea said, You never know if he’ll be offended at us taking his food.

And compass. Burdep said.

I feel very blessed to be alive now. AnnaLoshea said, I can’t wait to get back to Osgedrom with the rest of the company.

I hope they’re at Osgedrom. Burdep said, It would be impossible for them to track us through this marsh. And if we arrived in Osgedrom without them we might be in for the selling.

I wonder if they’re all well. AnnaLoshea said.

We couldn’t have left them in a worse position. Burdep said, I don’t see how they could have possibly defeated all of those goblins. There were few if any on the bridge when it went down. I think the best scenario would be them fleeing from the area to finish them later.

I wonder what they will think when they realize the sword isn’t with the goblins. AnnaLoshea wondered.

It’s hard to say. Burdep sighed, But I hope they don’t do anything foolish without us.

AnnaLoshea felt a shiver go down her spine as a cool breeze passed by and she longed for the Elven bed on the inside. Burdep, she said, You don’t know how much this night has meant to me.

And you don’t know how life changing it has been for me as well. Burdep said.

Then maybe we both have an idea. AnnaLoshea said, I just want you to know that I will thank Vashaar every night for allowing me to meet you and your family. You are like a brother to me, even more than Fahlon, because you are a brother in Christ.

Judging by your unshakable loyalty to him, I will take that as the highest compliment anyone could receive from you. Burdep said.

AnnaLoshea smiled, and looked into the eyes of the chill shaken Burdep, Its cold out tonight. She said, Why don’t you come inside?

Thank you AnnaLoshea, Burdep said, But I will pass.

Why’s that? AnnaLoshea asked.

Because, you are like a sister to me. And because of my love for Vashaar I will stray from even the smallest appearance of evil. Burdep answered, You know Grosemon, and Gallar will ask us of our every word and action when we meet them again.

AnnaLoshea laughed and thanked Burdep for his chivalry as she stepped inside with her head still peeking out the door. Goodnight, Burdep Feliwafdir..

Burdep nodded his head, Goodnight, AnnaLoshea of Crobbe.

AnnaLoshea drew her head inside and shut the door behind her.

On the other side of the door, Burdep fought back tears of joy. He felt such a sense of release. The burden he had borne since the day of meeting AnnaLoshea had been lifted. He was so overjoyed that he wanted to yell. So to contain his emotion he jumped up, and ran several laps around the cottage jumping, and humming merry Mirusian tunes to himself all in a rather awkward manner. When he was exhausted he collapsed on the front porch where he offered many prayers of thanks to the one who had healed the divide between the two.

He was still rather chilly, but it did not matter to him. He began to wish now that their quest would end, and that they could return to the glorious Hennyfed, and live in peace for the rest of their days. But he knew that the quest still lay before him, and that he was still bound to do his duty. He then rededicated himself to accomplishing his task so that he could focus on other aspects of his life.

As he thought on AnnaLoshea he was moved once more to pray. He realized his weakness when it came to the battlefield. He also realized that the great mercenaries could not stop them from getting lost. He realized that there was little to no control in a battle, and anyone could die at any moment. As he thought these things a shiver of fear went down his spine, and he began to pray,

"Dear Lord! Please hear my prayer tonight. You have gifted me with the tearing down of the barrier between AnnaLoshea and myself. I prayed in the years before I met her that you would send me someone who was a kindred spirit, who was different than the other Mirus, to help me with the things you have planned for me. I am sorry that I did not see it in Hennyfed, because I was rebelling against my father’s orders. Had I quelled the rebellion in my heart maybe I would have become chieftain without question. Now you have opened my eyes tonight, and allowed me to see that you have fulfilled my request, and your promise. Now that I realize my prayer has been answered I realize how unworthy I am to receive it. Have mercy on me, and bless me as you bless your children who you love. I pray that you please keep AnnaLoshea, and my family, as I am not able. All it would take is one stray arrow or a reckless Korom, and she could be lost. I stand before you realizing that I am not able keep her safe. So I place her in your hands. Keep her safe as you have kept me safe. Help her to grow in you, and to accomplish all that you have planned for her life, and let your blessing flow upon her for the blessing she has been to me. I thank you because I know that I have the petitions I ask because I am asking according to your will. I praise you for the safe journey so far. For preserving us when we fell, for allowing me to meet the members of our company, for keeping the company in tact with the exception of Peli, and I thank you for not giving up on me when I refused to turn to you so many times. I praise you for the safety of my family, and all the healing you are doing now between AnnaLoshea, and me. I also want to thank you for the things you will do. I thank you for the day when you will allow me to defeat Fiedir, and take my role as Chieftain. I praise you for the day when AnnaLoshea’s father will be killed, or at least removed as a threat from her. I thank you for the day when Oruras will finally meet his bane, and will never more plague the people of Domus-Lux. You have been righteous in all of your judgments, and have dealt rightly with us in allowing Oruras to be set loose. Now I ask that you help us put down this cursed one so that the entire world can turn towards you, and praise you for what you have done. Lastly I just want to ask that whatever is done in this war that you receive glory for it. When Oruras is defeated, make it so obvious that our deliverance was by your hand that we cannot deny it. I thank you once more for the answers to prayer and I want to ask and pray all of this in Jesus name, Amen.

As Burdep closed his prayer he was taken by weariness. He was still filled with excitement, but he had a peace, and a positive kind of weariness that made him want to lay down to sleep. He took his cape off, and laid it on the porch, and rested himself upon it. He hardly noticed the chill that he formerly felt as the warmth of Vashaar’s blessing became real to him. He closed his eyes, and began to think on the things to come. He knew that he and AnnaLoshea would soon have to set out again. He knew that he would be tired in the morning because he and AnnaLoshea had talked long into the night. So he began to think that it might be a good idea to stay one more day at the cabin before moving on again. One more day would give them the rest they needed, and a place where they could rest their nerves, and allow them to escape their plight, and mission for a time. He was not eager to plunge back into the marsh, and face the wild world again, so he decided to bring it up with AnnaLoshea. He began to think that one more day would not make that much of a difference to the rest of the company.

So as he laid his head to rest he slept with thoughts of a wonderful day following where he, and AnnaLoshea could share more conversation as they had before. They could free their minds of fighting goblins, and Oruras. It would be a time of peace and relaxation, and it would be one of the few times when they would not have to worry about Fahlon being around, or Lasbad causing strife. Burdep was no longer plagued by his guilty conscience, and the only thing keeping him awake this night was his excitement which quickly faded, and he drifted off to sleep.

CHAPTER 2

THE ROAD OF TRIALS

B urdep awoke the next morning still riding the wave of excitement from the night before. He stood up, and put his cape back on, and knocked on the door. There was no sound on the inside so he assumed that AnnaLoshea was still sleeping. He looked up and saw the sun directly above him. Wow! We slept in. He thought.

So he began reading Vashaar’s word, and praying. After a while he got a feeling like Vashaar wanted them to set out, it would certainly seem to be the wisest choice. But his feet were sore from the travel. He still had bumps, and bruises from their tumultuous trip down the river. It was about midday, and they would not get any quality travel done if they left anyway. So he decided that he would ask AnnaLoshea to see what she felt like.

He made his way to the door, and knocked again. This time AnnaLoshea opened the door with a big smile on her face, Good morning Burdep! she said.

Good morning. Burdep responded, as his nose caught a most delicious fragrance, What is that smell? he asked.

I just made us some breakfast. AnnaLoshea said, I’m not the best cook, but I gave it a shot anyway.

Burdep made his way inside and found a delicious meal. After they had finished eating it AnnaLoshea went about cleaning their dishes, and putting them back in their proper place. Burdep found this a good time to discuss his plan, You know I was thinking. He began, I am still sore, and tired from our travels, and your breakfast landed at about lunch. So I was wondering if you would like to stay here one more day.

That sounds delightful! AnnaLoshea said, Only as long as you remember to give the owner a just payment for all we have taken.

We have more than enough. Burdep said, So are we on?

Yes indeed. She responded, How about we have a picnic outside later on?

Why not? Burdep said, The marsh is just beautiful today…or perhaps not. But it will work great.

AnnaLoshea laughed, The marsh has a beauty all its own. she said, You just have to look for it.

AnnaLoshea! Burdep said, When you leave, the marsh will lose the only beauty it has ever known.

AnnaLoshea blushed, Burdep, I don’t know if I should thank you or slap you.

I would prefer the thanks. Burdep said, But that’s merely my opinion, do as you will.

So AnnaLoshea feigned a slap across Burdep’s face and he stumbled out the door with much shouting and foolery.

After that they spent much time talking about anything they could think of. But they both agreed to speak only of things not pertaining to their quest. It had to be left behind for the day.

They talked long, and merrily, until AnnaLoshea decided to begin preparations for their picnic. Burdep followed her in, and helped as they continued their conversation. They ate out front where there was actually green grass. Then they finished by talking once more. They both spent a lot of time trying to guess who the owner of the cottage was, and why he was gone so long. Both of them concluded that he was a mapmaker, which would explain all of the maps in his house, and if he was a map maker he must have been out making maps. Burdep wondered why he would not have taken his compass. He checked it out, and it seemed to work fine, so he concluded that the mapmaking Elf must know the marsh so well that he did not need it anymore.

So they talked for several hours more, and then broke into a spontaneous sword dance. But Burdep intentionally lost every one, after which AnnaLoshea would always tell him to do his best. Burdep would jokingly say he was, and would lose again. On one occasion they locked blades, AnnaLoshea spun his blade around, and he let go of it, and threw his hands up. Bested again! he said.

There is no way I made you hurl you sword that far. AnnaLoshea laughed, You tossed your sword in the water. Are you pretending?

Well blast me. Burdep said, Of course not! Then he turned back to marsh.

He had left his boots on the porch so he walked daintily in the water, so as not to hurt his feet on anything. He also had his pants legs pulled up to his knees, and had left his coat on the porch, and he thought, What a sight I must be. I look like one of those strange water Mirus of the Northfed.

He rolled up his sleeves, and searched the water with AnnaLoshea guiding him until he finally stumbled on it. He picked it up, and turned back to the land. When he took his first step his foot landed on something sharp. He yelped, and he stumbled clumsily, but continued to the land.

What happened? AnnaLoshea asked.

I stepped on something. Burdep said, as he sat down to clean, and heal, his bleeding foot.

What was it? AnnaLoshea asked.

Probably a sharp rock or something. Burdep answered.

But the two Mirus had no idea that what Burdep had stepped on was an arrowhead. And it was not just any arrowhead, but the one that caused the untimely demise of the owner of the cottage they were staying in. Just the night before their arrival, the mapmaker sensed that the goblins, which were prevalent in that area, were coming to assault his house once again. He grabbed his bow, and prepared to face them as he had done on many occasions. A group of ten goblins had come from the marsh waving swords in the air. The mapmaker began killing them one by one with his bow, but unnoticed to him a goblin archer was hiding in the trees, and let fly a well-aimed arrow. It struck, and killed the Elven mapmaker, and he fell into the water. The remaining goblins removed the arrow, and stuck it in the ground as if it were a flag to claim their victory. Then they took the body of the mapmaker away to make another goblin of him.

The entire time Burdep, and AnnaLoshea had been in the marsh they had not seen a goblin, but that did not mean they were not about. So the two continued their fellowship for some time not knowing the dark, and recent past of the cottage they were staying in.

That night they ate one more light meal before they retired. They were standing on the porch talking once more, and staring at the stars.

I can’t wait to look at these stars from my home in Hennyfed again. Burdep said.

And you will one day. AnnaLoshea said.

Only I don’t have a home there anymore. Burdep said, It’s been burnt down, but I plan to have one built just like it. And from it I will watch the stars.

I would like to go to Hennyfed with you. I would be grateful to go simply to be your housemaid, or to clean your stables. AnnaLoshea said.

But you deserve far better than that. Burdep said, Remember I promised to give you the highest position I can afford to give you.

But I would be content with the least. AnnaLoshea said.

I believe that. Burdep said.

Hasn’t this just been a wonderful day? AnnaLoshea asked.

It has. Burdep thought, And tomorrow it all starts again.

Don’t think that way Burdep. AnnaLoshea said, Leave tomorrow for tomorrow. Right now we agreed not to talk of such things. Let’s not dampen our spirits now.

Good idea. Burdep said, But it would probably still be a good idea to get some rest rather than staying up all night again.

It was such a good night though. AnnaLoshea said.

It’s one I will not forget. Burdep said.

And I won’t forget this day either. AnnaLoshea said.

That’s good, Burdep said, But unless you have objections I feel it’s time to rest once more.

I agree. AnnaLoshea said, as she rose from the porch, and stepped into the doorway, Goodnight Burdep Feliwafdir! She said.

Goodnight AnnaLoshea! Burdep said as he rose, and bowed.

AnnaLoshea