Chapter 85
If audio player doesn't work, press Stop then Play button again
Chapter 85
Though skies were clear, Anton got a good sense of how Misty Hill Palace was named. There was a wispy sort of energy so dense in some places that he could almost see it with just his eyes. While the overall results were simply a several fold increase in energy versus the surroundings, it was a good place to cultivate. It was quite full of scenic views, but of course practicality required that the cultivators have places to sleep and store things. But even the architecture fit nicely into the aesthetic of the area, and it was an almost unassuming building that was where Elder Byrne took Anton and the others.
She smiled widely, her missing teeth showing proudly. Here it is, my little workshop. In it she had a number of magnifying glasses set up for viewing things of different sizes, as well as a large number of other tools Anton couldnt see a use for.
The first thing she took a closer look at was Antons bow. He had already decided he wouldnt give it up, even if he wouldnt be able to use it for a very long time. He didnt immediately need money anyway, and its value wouldnt fluctuate suddenly after who knows how many decades or centuries.
She moved it around under bright lights, pressing her eye right up to microscopes the size of her whole face, making her eye seem to be almost the size her head normally was. Sounds of hmm and interesting were repeated as she looked over every aspect, carefully injecting energy into areas and occasionally tugging at it.
Then she began to explain what you learned. As you surmised, this is carved from the bone of a great creature. Im not sure what sort, besides the fact that it would have to be a land creature for this bone density. Its not enchanted. Im not sure if it even could be. Certainly not by someone of my skills. Even so, I would have trouble damaging it intentionally. The most interesting part is that, while Im certain its a bow, you cant string it.
What? Anton asked.
See here. At the ends. Its clearly not made to have a string wrapped around it. There was never a string on it.
... But its a bow? Anton asked. Without a string its just a slightly curved staff. It was nearly straight, only over its full length could the curve be seen.L1tLagoon witnessed the first publication of this chapter on Ñøv€l--B1n.
Thats right, Elder Byrne said. As far as I can tell, theres no physical mechanism to attach a string.
... but? Anton asked. The way you said that indicates more.
She smiled widely as she pressed her finger to one end, leaving a trail of silvery energy as she stretched to the other end. It readily accepts the attachment of energy. A clear string stood stiff in place.
Hah. No physical method. Anton shook his head, But wouldnt that require powerful energy to hold tension against the draw weight of the bow?
Absolutely, Elder Byrne pulled back on the string, snapping the fragile construct before the bow even began to bend. Its a high requirement bow, but it should be very powerful. The Order of Ninety-Nine Stars should have some elder who can use it. Im sure it would be quite a sight. Though if you let them use it, prepare to have it be snatched up! She laughed.
Im simply not an elder though.
Really? she stepped closer to him, her face only centimeters from him. Interesting. You felt she shook her head. Well, youre no spring chicken, and youll have your work cut out for you if you intend to use that bow.
I imagine so.
-----
They were offered the courtesy of staying at the Misty Hill Palace for some time. They had no reason to refuse the offer, since a break would be good for them and they could make use of the increased natural energy. Spending some time around the Misty Hill Palace was also useful for getting to know some people besides just Elder Byrne. Though they wouldnt owe each other anything after they departed, just knowing people could be helpful. If he later needed allies, he could come to them for help. Even if they still required payment of some sort, he would rather start with those inclined to do good for the world rather than pure mercenary sorts. More allies, friends, or simply fondly remembered acquaintances would always be useful. Plus, it was nice to relaxingly discuss cultivation with new people. Few of those close to Antons cultivation level were near his age, but several were a decade or two older than Hoyt and Catarina.
After a week and some, they set out towards the Estary-Graotan border. They did not want to overstay their welcome, and the energy in the Order was on par or in some places better, if different in temperament.
Since they had official papers, getting through the border was the easiest it had ever been. The only questions were about the dozens of lower level cultivators with them, but both sides were quite happy to hear they were former slaves. Those from the Order were more curious about there being so many potential disciples- though they couldnt be members yet since they werent at the third star. Most of them werent planning to remain cultivators anyway- or at least, they had no plan to live the lifestyle of a cultivator.
Anton was glad to be home, but the northern part of Graotan was just as new to him as most of the others. The border with Estary seemed safe enough, but everyone was quite comfortable with his plan to set them up somewhere in more central Graotan. It was tempting to try to refound Dungannon, but even those from Dungannon werent particularly interested in that prospect. Even though the Order had increased border security, being closer to the heart of the Order would be beneficial. Setting more than two dozen people up with homes in a big city would be quite difficult, but Anton knew they could find some good land for a reasonable price away from the city. Maybe theyd be part of a small village or start their own community- that would take some talking to the locals. Best not to cause any conflicts.
While Anton did that, he sent Hoyt and Catarina ahead, to return to the sect. Catarina wanted to stay, but she also wanted to get the chance to visit the library and study information on formations that hadnt been relevant before Spirit Building. She had stepped into Spirit Building fully now, though she hadnt yet completed the eleventh star.
-----
Hoyt took a deep breath, then let it out slowly. He stood in front of the council. He was glad that Anton wanted to give a full and honest report, because otherwise it would have felt like a betrayal. Of course, Anton probably didnt expect Hoyt to stand before the council of elders, but the basic reports had already reached them anyway. Eventually he stepped through the doors, where he saw eighteen people waiting.
Grand Elder Vandale spoke, Welcome back, disciple Hoyt. The words were formal, but the tone warm and comforting. We are quite happy to hear you all returned alive.
Hoyt had an awkward smile on his face. Of course, Grand Elder Vandale. I have already laid out the basics in my report on the mission, but it seemed best to keep some of the details for an in-person briefing. It was too bad they hadnt sent that mid Spirit Building guardian instead of him. Not that he wouldnt have gone along at Antons request, but they really could have used that extra authority. You might notice that Anton Krantz himself has not yet returned. It may yet be several months, by which point I fully expect him to have achieved the twelfth star Hoyt began his account in the most unbiased way he found possible, which was still quite positively weighted towards Antons actions and his own involvement. He had approved, after all. Even if he wished things could have been different.
Please report us if you find any errors so we can fix it asap!
Chapter 85
Though skies were clear, Anton got a good sense of how Misty Hill Palace was named. There was a wispy sort of energy so dense in some places that he could almost see it with just his eyes. While the overall results were simply a several fold increase in energy versus the surroundings, it was a good place to cultivate. It was quite full of scenic views, but of course practicality required that the cultivators have places to sleep and store things. But even the architecture fit nicely into the aesthetic of the area, and it was an almost unassuming building that was where Elder Byrne took Anton and the others.
She smiled widely, her missing teeth showing proudly. Here it is, my little workshop. In it she had a number of magnifying glasses set up for viewing things of different sizes, as well as a large number of other tools Anton couldnt see a use for.
The first thing she took a closer look at was Antons bow. He had already decided he wouldnt give it up, even if he wouldnt be able to use it for a very long time. He didnt immediately need money anyway, and its value wouldnt fluctuate suddenly after who knows how many decades or centuries.
She moved it around under bright lights, pressing her eye right up to microscopes the size of her whole face, making her eye seem to be almost the size her head normally was. Sounds of hmm and interesting were repeated as she looked over every aspect, carefully injecting energy into areas and occasionally tugging at it.
Then she began to explain what you learned. As you surmised, this is carved from the bone of a great creature. Im not sure what sort, besides the fact that it would have to be a land creature for this bone density. Its not enchanted. Im not sure if it even could be. Certainly not by someone of my skills. Even so, I would have trouble damaging it intentionally. The most interesting part is that, while Im certain its a bow, you cant string it.
What? Anton asked.
See here. At the ends. Its clearly not made to have a string wrapped around it. There was never a string on it.
... But its a bow? Anton asked. Without a string its just a slightly curved staff. It was nearly straight, only over its full length could the curve be seen.L1tLagoon witnessed the first publication of this chapter on Ñøv€l--B1n.
Thats right, Elder Byrne said. As far as I can tell, theres no physical mechanism to attach a string.
... but? Anton asked. The way you said that indicates more.
She smiled widely as she pressed her finger to one end, leaving a trail of silvery energy as she stretched to the other end. It readily accepts the attachment of energy. A clear string stood stiff in place.
Hah. No physical method. Anton shook his head, But wouldnt that require powerful energy to hold tension against the draw weight of the bow?
Absolutely, Elder Byrne pulled back on the string, snapping the fragile construct before the bow even began to bend. Its a high requirement bow, but it should be very powerful. The Order of Ninety-Nine Stars should have some elder who can use it. Im sure it would be quite a sight. Though if you let them use it, prepare to have it be snatched up! She laughed.
Im simply not an elder though.
Really? she stepped closer to him, her face only centimeters from him. Interesting. You felt she shook her head. Well, youre no spring chicken, and youll have your work cut out for you if you intend to use that bow.
I imagine so.
-----
They were offered the courtesy of staying at the Misty Hill Palace for some time. They had no reason to refuse the offer, since a break would be good for them and they could make use of the increased natural energy. Spending some time around the Misty Hill Palace was also useful for getting to know some people besides just Elder Byrne. Though they wouldnt owe each other anything after they departed, just knowing people could be helpful. If he later needed allies, he could come to them for help. Even if they still required payment of some sort, he would rather start with those inclined to do good for the world rather than pure mercenary sorts. More allies, friends, or simply fondly remembered acquaintances would always be useful. Plus, it was nice to relaxingly discuss cultivation with new people. Few of those close to Antons cultivation level were near his age, but several were a decade or two older than Hoyt and Catarina.
After a week and some, they set out towards the Estary-Graotan border. They did not want to overstay their welcome, and the energy in the Order was on par or in some places better, if different in temperament.
Since they had official papers, getting through the border was the easiest it had ever been. The only questions were about the dozens of lower level cultivators with them, but both sides were quite happy to hear they were former slaves. Those from the Order were more curious about there being so many potential disciples- though they couldnt be members yet since they werent at the third star. Most of them werent planning to remain cultivators anyway- or at least, they had no plan to live the lifestyle of a cultivator.
Anton was glad to be home, but the northern part of Graotan was just as new to him as most of the others. The border with Estary seemed safe enough, but everyone was quite comfortable with his plan to set them up somewhere in more central Graotan. It was tempting to try to refound Dungannon, but even those from Dungannon werent particularly interested in that prospect. Even though the Order had increased border security, being closer to the heart of the Order would be beneficial. Setting more than two dozen people up with homes in a big city would be quite difficult, but Anton knew they could find some good land for a reasonable price away from the city. Maybe theyd be part of a small village or start their own community- that would take some talking to the locals. Best not to cause any conflicts.
While Anton did that, he sent Hoyt and Catarina ahead, to return to the sect. Catarina wanted to stay, but she also wanted to get the chance to visit the library and study information on formations that hadnt been relevant before Spirit Building. She had stepped into Spirit Building fully now, though she hadnt yet completed the eleventh star.
-----
Hoyt took a deep breath, then let it out slowly. He stood in front of the council. He was glad that Anton wanted to give a full and honest report, because otherwise it would have felt like a betrayal. Of course, Anton probably didnt expect Hoyt to stand before the council of elders, but the basic reports had already reached them anyway. Eventually he stepped through the doors, where he saw eighteen people waiting.
Grand Elder Vandale spoke, Welcome back, disciple Hoyt. The words were formal, but the tone warm and comforting. We are quite happy to hear you all returned alive.
Hoyt had an awkward smile on his face. Of course, Grand Elder Vandale. I have already laid out the basics in my report on the mission, but it seemed best to keep some of the details for an in-person briefing. It was too bad they hadnt sent that mid Spirit Building guardian instead of him. Not that he wouldnt have gone along at Antons request, but they really could have used that extra authority. You might notice that Anton Krantz himself has not yet returned. It may yet be several months, by which point I fully expect him to have achieved the twelfth star Hoyt began his account in the most unbiased way he found possible, which was still quite positively weighted towards Antons actions and his own involvement. He had approved, after all. Even if he wished things could have been different.
Chapter 85Though skies were clear, Anton got a good sense of how Misty Hill Palace was named. There was a wispy sort of energy so dense in some places that he could almost see it with just his eyes. While the overall results were simply a several fold increase in energy versus the surroundings, it was a good place to cultivate. It was quite full of scenic views, but of course practicality required that the cultivators have places to sleep and store things. But even the architecture fit nicely into the aesthetic of the area, and it was an almost unassuming building that was where Elder Byrne took Anton and the others.She smiled widely, her missing teeth showing proudly. Here it is, my little workshop. In it she had a number of magnifying glasses set up for viewing things of different sizes, as well as a large number of other tools Anton couldnt see a use for. The first thing she took a closer look at was Antons bow. He had already decided he wouldnt give it up, even if he wouldnt be able to use it for a very long time. He didnt immediately need money anyway, and its value wouldnt fluctuate suddenly after who knows how many decades or centuries. She moved it around under bright lights, pressing her eye right up to microscopes the size of her whole face, making her eye seem to be almost the size her head normally was. Sounds of hmm and interesting were repeated as she looked over every aspect, carefully injecting energy into areas and occasionally tugging at it.Then she began to explain what you learned. As you surmised, this is carved from the bone of a great creature. Im not sure what sort, besides the fact that it would have to be a land creature for this bone density. Its not enchanted. Im not sure if it even could be. Certainly not by someone of my skills. Even so, I would have trouble damaging it intentionally. The most interesting part is that, while Im certain its a bow, you cant string it.What? Anton asked.See here. At the ends. Its clearly not made to have a string wrapped around it. There was never a string on it.... But its a bow? Anton asked. Without a string its just a slightly curved staff. It was nearly straight, only over its full length could the curve be seen.L1tLagoon witnessed the first publication of this chapter on Nvl--B1n.Thats right, Elder Byrne said. As far as I can tell, theres no physical mechanism to attach a string.... but? Anton asked. The way you said that indicates more.She smiled widely as she pressed her finger to one end, leaving a trail of silvery energy as she stretched to the other end. It readily accepts the attachment of energy. A clear string stood stiff in place.Hah. No physical method. Anton shook his head, But wouldnt that require powerful energy to hold tension against the draw weight of the bow?Absolutely, Elder Byrne pulled back on the string, snapping the fragile construct before the bow even began to bend. Its a high requirement bow, but it should be very powerful. The Order of Ninety-Nine Stars should have some elder who can use it. Im sure it would be quite a sight. Though if you let them use it, prepare to have it be snatched up! She laughed.Im simply not an elder though.Really? she stepped closer to him, her face only centimeters from him. Interesting. You felt she shook her head. Well, youre no spring chicken, and youll have your work cut out for you if you intend to use that bow.I imagine so.-----They were offered the courtesy of staying at the Misty Hill Palace for some time. They had no reason to refuse the offer, since a break would be good for them and they could make use of the increased natural energy. Spending some time around the Misty Hill Palace was also useful for getting to know some people besides just Elder Byrne. Though they wouldnt owe each other anything after they departed, just knowing people could be helpful. If he later needed allies, he could come to them for help. Even if they still required payment of some sort, he would rather start with those inclined to do good for the world rather than pure mercenary sorts. More allies, friends, or simply fondly remembered acquaintances would always be useful. Plus, it was nice to relaxingly discuss cultivation with new people. Few of those close to Antons cultivation level were near his age, but several were a decade or two older than Hoyt and Catarina.After a week and some, they set out towards the Estary-Graotan border. They did not want to overstay their welcome, and the energy in the Order was on par or in some places better, if different in temperament.Since they had official papers, getting through the border was the easiest it had ever been. The only questions were about the dozens of lower level cultivators with them, but both sides were quite happy to hear they were former slaves. Those from the Order were more curious about there being so many potential disciples- though they couldnt be members yet since they werent at the third star. Most of them werent planning to remain cultivators anyway- or at least, they had no plan to live the lifestyle of a cultivator.Anton was glad to be home, but the northern part of Graotan was just as new to him as most of the others. The border with Estary seemed safe enough, but everyone was quite comfortable with his plan to set them up somewhere in more central Graotan. It was tempting to try to refound Dungannon, but even those from Dungannon werent particularly interested in that prospect. Even though the Order had increased border security, being closer to the heart of the Order would be beneficial. Setting more than two dozen people up with homes in a big city would be quite difficult, but Anton knew they could find some good land for a reasonable price away from the city. Maybe theyd be part of a small village or start their own community- that would take some talking to the locals. Best not to cause any conflicts. While Anton did that, he sent Hoyt and Catarina ahead, to return to the sect. Catarina wanted to stay, but she also wanted to get the chance to visit the library and study information on formations that hadnt been relevant before Spirit Building. She had stepped into Spirit Building fully now, though she hadnt yet completed the eleventh star.-----Hoyt took a deep breath, then let it out slowly. He stood in front of the council. He was glad that Anton wanted to give a full and honest report, because otherwise it would have felt like a betrayal. Of course, Anton probably didnt expect Hoyt to stand before the council of elders, but the basic reports had already reached them anyway. Eventually he stepped through the doors, where he saw eighteen people waiting.Grand Elder Vandale spoke, Welcome back, disciple Hoyt. The words were formal, but the tone warm and comforting. We are quite happy to hear you all returned alive.Hoyt had an awkward smile on his face. Of course, Grand Elder Vandale. I have already laid out the basics in my report on the mission, but it seemed best to keep some of the details for an in-person briefing. It was too bad they hadnt sent that mid Spirit Building guardian instead of him. Not that he wouldnt have gone along at Antons request, but they really could have used that extra authority. You might notice that Anton Krantz himself has not yet returned. It may yet be several months, by which point I fully expect him to have achieved the twelfth star Hoyt began his account in the most unbiased way he found possible, which was still quite positively weighted towards Antons actions and his own involvement. He had approved, after all. Even if he wished things could have been different.
