Chapter One-Hundred Fourteen

Chapter One-Hundred Fourteen

Torlon

Last night was a strange experience for the Head Priest. He might not have as close of a connection to the Shield as the High Priest in the Citadel, but he is the closest of anyone in Fourdock. So it came as a surprise to him that he could feel someone with a strong connection even before they entered the church.

It was even more of a surprise to see it was Freddie! He knew the lad had the potential to be a great paladin, but he didnt expect the lad to vanish for the day and come back with his class!

Perhaps most surprising of all was the vision he received from the Shield as he slept. Dream visions are always difficult to interpret. Dreams can be so ephemeral, and visions in general are often so vague, so combining the two can be a metaphorical nightmare, no matter how pleasant they are.

He saw Freddie leading and inspiring a whole new generation of paladins, and felt the need to help the young orc in sharing what hes learned. Upon awakening, he cant recall much more detail than that, but he trusts the Shield has given him at least the gist of what it wants: to guide and help Freddie.

He cant help but smirk to himself as he gets out of bed, imagining himself lamenting in all the most extreme ways over the most difficult task of something hed do without even needing to be asked. He genuinely likes Freddie, and so is glad to take up such a burden, and more genuinely happy to the Shield for being given something he is confident in doing.

It doesnt take him long to do his morning routine and head to the kitchen, hoping to catch Freddie there and maybe share a meal together. He quickly finds the young lad at a table having some simple porridge with some dried fruits and nuts, and even spots the spider, Fiona, not far away and munching on a rat. He waves at Freddie, and the young orc smiles and waves back, and Torlon gets himself a similar bowl for his own meal, and sits across from the new paladin.

I see youve gotten your class, he says with a smile, and Freddie nods with excitement.

So did Rhonda!

Oh? What did you two get up to, then? Not a lot of people get their classes together, Torlon says simply, before digging into his breakfast. Freddie takes the cue to tell the story, and is all too happy to do so.

So, I went and visited Rhonda, and we decided to go to Thedeim and see if he could help us with our classes. We both knew we were missing something, and you and Old Staiven were being kinda deliberate in not telling us, so we thought he might be able to do something.

And it looks like he did, lad. A big part of a class is in figuring it out yourself, and challenging Thedeims denizens is a good way to do just that.

Freddie nods. Yeah, but we didnt just go and fight stuff! We actually asked him to help, and he gave us three challenges to complete!

Torlon looks a bit surprised at that. Challenges? Like when Thedeim asked me to go loot Tinys chest?

Yeah, but he also asked me about the former head acolyte, too, and how actions have more meaning than words. Vernew worships Thedeim, but she failed to keep from getting captured by us, even though he specifically asked her to do that. And the acolyte failed to consecrate the cemetery, even though the Shield wanted it. But theyre not just cast out for failing. They get more chances, even if punishments have to happen, they can do better if they keep trying. Its kinda like the shield you keep on your wall. It has chips and dings, but its still going to protect. It didnt break at the first problem.

Torlon nods along as Freddie talks. The lad is jumping around a bit in his explanation, but its all core to the entire point of the Crystal Shield and what it wants of its followers.

And then, for the last challenge, we had to face Rocky and Aranya in the arena!

Talons brow furrows at that. Rocky is the zombie scion with far more magic than usual, right? Freddie nods and Torlon continues. So you faced off against the zombie while Rhonda went after Aranya?

Freddie sheepishly shakes his head. No, actually. She faced Rocky and I went after Aranya. Rhonda said she needed to face him herself, though I was at least able to have Fiona help her. I was still pretty nervous about her fighting him, but she was pretty sure it had to be done. And I had the same feeling with having to face Aranya.

Really? Why?

Freddie shrugs. I dunno? Something about her connection with Thedeim I felt like I could learn something from it. And I kinda did, too. Freddie continues before Torlon can even prompt him, the gnome forgetting his porridge as he listens.

So, a lot of her magic has her calling on aspects of Thedim and his scions. She called on Poes wings to let her jump into the arena without hurting herself and maybe to give her some extra speed. But with the Shields help, I was able to outpace her, just barely. But whenever Id get too close, shed call on one of those aspects to slow or stop me, and shed get away!

It was pretty frustrating, because it felt like I wasnt just facing her or Thedeim, but all of Thedeims scions, too! It hardly seemed fair she could call on so much help, but then I remembered why I wanted to become a paladin in the first place: so I wouldnt have to face stuff alone. I mean, Im not exactly lonely, but having the help of you and everyone has been amazing for the hard times, you know?

Torlon smiles at that and nods, and Freddie soon continues.

So I thought, if she can call on help, so can I. And I was able to call a bunch of Shields to help corner her, and grab her to win. I called it Phalanx Charge, and I just somehow knew it was a formation of a lot of shields.

Talons eyes shoot open at that, but Freddie continues before he can ask any questions. And I got my class, too. Im a Legionnaire Paladin of the Shield, a paladin of many. Its one of Thedeims words, I guess? Im still getting used to it, but well, let me show you. With that, Freddie closes his eyes for a moment to focus, and several ephemeral manifestations of The Shield appear around him. Even more interesting, Torlon even sees Fiona move into a place in the small formation with her own shield, before they fade away and Freddie breathes heavily from the effort.

As Freddie catches his breath, Torlons mind races at what he just saw. Every paladin hes had the chance to meet could only imbue their personal shield. While it would often grow in size to be an impenetrable barrier, it was still only one shield. With something like this he doesnt even know what the potential power for good it could even hold! So many possibilities, especially if Freddie can teach his way of thinking to other prospective paladins.

As Freddie returns his focus to his breakfast, the effort seeming to make him hungry, Torlon can only offer a quick prayer for forgiveness, for thinking guiding Freddie properly would be a simple task. He is no less resolved to do it, though, both for the Shield and for Freddie himself. That kind of power requires a firm will and resolve to not misuse. Thankfully, Freddie isnt the type to let something like that go to his head.