Chapter 51: A Stone Disc (1)

Chapter 51: A Stone Disc (1)

On one Restday in the fourth month, before their cult meeting, Xerxes and Katayoun strolled arm in arm through the bazaar. They halted. In the shadows of a yarn stall lurked a figureArchon Shabadras.

Twenty minutes later in a secure location attached to a lamb butcher shop, he plied them with questions about their time in the cult. Both Xerxes and Katayoun provided summaries.

Xerxes wrapped up by saying, None of it makes much sense to me, Archon, he said. Half of it seems like made-up drivel. The other half is simply unbelievable.

The low-level meetings tend to be like that, the Archon explained. Theyre sort of like an extended vetting session. They want to see how you react to their version of reality, and also do their best to make sure youre not spies. If you win approval, then theyll eventually invite you to join a higher level. Sometimes itll happen after two or three months, other times longer. Hopefully youve made enough of an impression that itll be soon. Its in those real meetings that youll have a chance to start learning more about their leadership. Although you wont meet anyone whos truly in charge, you should be able to interact with people connected to them. By asking the right questions and steering the conversation properly, you should be able to get some clues for us to work with. Maybe even names.

So were just waiting for an invitation? Katayoun asked.

Exactly. If you get one, accept it. Theyll likely make you swear a blood oath before they let you attend any important meetings, and youll have to go along.

A blood oath? Xerxes said. Theres no way we can swear blood oaths of loyalty to the Eternal Father Cult.

Archon Shabadras tapped the arm of his chair for a few seconds. Then he said, Blood oaths are meaningless.

What? Katayoun exclaimed.

Xerxes eyes went wide. But.

Well, not completely meaningless, the Archon said. But in the grand scheme of things, they mean little. Even the best and strongest varieties wear off rather quickly. Incidentally, this is highly confidential information that you must not reveal to any of your classmates. Normally speaking, only High Mystics know the truth about blood oaths.

Hold on, sir, Xerxes said, feeling like his mind was spinning out of control. All of us took blood oaths before beginning our studies.

They were mostly formalities, Shabadras said. Besides, clever individuals can always get around blood oaths, which is why theyre really only useful for short-term arrangements or deals. In any case, if you have the opportunity to get deeper into the cult, go through with it. Now, my time today is limited. Do you have any questions for me?

Yes, Archon, Katayoun said. Weve heard rumors we might get shipped out to fight Abhorrent soon. Is that true?

Open it later, she replied. Its an old text, a rare one, that touches on the Asgagu Sebum rune. I know youve been studying it. This should help. The parts youll need are in the fifth chapter, although the entire book would probably be worth reading.

Wow, thank you, Mystic Rabya!

Youre welcome. Youve made a lot of progress, Xerxes. Probably more than anyone else. When you do get shipped out, being able to cast Minor Augmentation would be a big deal for you. So good luck.

After meditation, when he settled down for rune study, he cracked open the book and was flabbergasted.

On the interior title page it read: An Account of the Pontifarchs Understanding of the Asgagu Order. It listed the author as Nanaya, a name that sounded familiar to Xerxes, but which he couldnt place.

As he started reading the book, he realized it was written as if dictated by the Pontifarch himself. Which made him think about the Monad. If the Pontifarch wasnt real, had the Monad dictated this book? Or was the entire thing fabricated by this Nanaya person?

It didnt matter. It soon became obvious to him that the insights of the book were very real. His understanding of the Asgagu Isten rune confirmed that. He flipped to the fifth chapter and started reading.

Only one paragraph into the text, something clicked in his head. I get it now. The fifth stroke. Its based on the flow of a river.

Even after only a single night, he could sense that he was progressing faster. On Sixthday, he sensed that he would soon be in the position for another Flush.

By Restday, he was ready for another cult meeting. Everything went as normal. Until it came time to part. As Katayoun and Xerxes prepared to leave, Navraj pulled Xerxes aside.

Do you mind staying a few minutes later than usual? I want to talk with you about something?

Just me? Xerxes asked.

Navraj grinned. Both of you.

Sure.