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if I hadn’t, I would have been in a lot of pain and walking would have become nearly impossible,” Thad replied. “It was the best choice given what was going on. Even had I been back in Farlan, I think I would have cut it off. As it was, it was only a hindrance.”
If you say so, just keep an eye on it. If you have to keep cutting off body parts I don’t think there will be much left of you by time you return back home.
“Is that concern I hear in your voice?” Thad asked with a mental smirk.
I spent years trying to get your son to find you and return you, of course I am concerned, I don’t want all my hard work to go to waste this fast. You could be grateful and try to live for a few dozen more years at the very least.
Sitting back Thad let out a smile. “I will try.”
CHAPTER VII
As they came closer to the old capital city that housed their target, Thad spent more and more time alone. It was not that he wanted to separate himself from the others, but as time passed he found it harder and harder to talk to them. His son also spent a lot of time alone at the beginning of the trip, but as the days had passed he had started talking with Belaroan and Humanius. Bren’s drive for knowledge was envious and many of the conversations he overheard interested him, but Thad found himself holding back. The last time he had talked to Bren was to ask his son if he had a spare set of gloves. Bren had quickly given him a pair, and Thad had tried to think of more to talk about, but no matter how he tried, nothing came to mind.
As he walked at the back of the group, Thad tugged at the gloves that now adorned his hands, covering the small flakes of crystal that had started to appear. The way the crystals spread reminded Thad of how blood poison moved through the body. He had seen it a few time during the war with the Brotherhood. Often time when someone took an injury, it turned bad and their feet and hands started to turn and rot. The longer that it went untreated the more of the body that was lost to the disease, but unlike blood poisoning Thad knew of no way to cure the disease that currently plagued him.
Lifting up the cuff of one of the gloves, Thad looked at one of the light pink crystals that glittered on his palm. He could feel the magic stored in the crystal, but he could hear no voice coming from it. Thad wanted to reach out and touch the crystals that have begun to cover him, but after what had happened last time, he was afraid of losing himself to the magic.
Pulling himself from the depths of his own thoughts, Thad began to look around. Off in the distance, Thad could see what he believed could only be the palace Humanius had spoken of. It was massive, even from this distance Thad could tell that it was larger than any other building he had ever seen before. The top of the palace looked like a spiral reaching to the sky and past, so that you couldn’t even see the top of it through the clouds, it was like a manmade mountain.
Though Thad was sure they were still a full day’s travel from the palace, they began to pass more and more buildings. Not only were they passing more buildings, the buildings began to get larger with each passing mile until Thad’s neck began to cramp from looking up in an effort to see the tops of them.
It was not only the buildings that had changed, but the roads on which they traveled had as well. The roads stretched and rose from the ground in odd formations. Thad found himself looking at them wondering how and why they needed so many roads.
“They were built thousands of years before I was born,” Humanius answered the unasked question, startling Thad as he had not noticed the god’s presence. “My father told me that long ago our people made things that seemed wondrous, even when compared to magic and they did so with only their knowledge of the world around them, but as magic took over the world those things began to fail and were lost to the passing of the ages. Though the
If you say so, just keep an eye on it. If you have to keep cutting off body parts I don’t think there will be much left of you by time you return back home.
“Is that concern I hear in your voice?” Thad asked with a mental smirk.
I spent years trying to get your son to find you and return you, of course I am concerned, I don’t want all my hard work to go to waste this fast. You could be grateful and try to live for a few dozen more years at the very least.
Sitting back Thad let out a smile. “I will try.”
CHAPTER VII
As they came closer to the old capital city that housed their target, Thad spent more and more time alone. It was not that he wanted to separate himself from the others, but as time passed he found it harder and harder to talk to them. His son also spent a lot of time alone at the beginning of the trip, but as the days had passed he had started talking with Belaroan and Humanius. Bren’s drive for knowledge was envious and many of the conversations he overheard interested him, but Thad found himself holding back. The last time he had talked to Bren was to ask his son if he had a spare set of gloves. Bren had quickly given him a pair, and Thad had tried to think of more to talk about, but no matter how he tried, nothing came to mind.
As he walked at the back of the group, Thad tugged at the gloves that now adorned his hands, covering the small flakes of crystal that had started to appear. The way the crystals spread reminded Thad of how blood poison moved through the body. He had seen it a few time during the war with the Brotherhood. Often time when someone took an injury, it turned bad and their feet and hands started to turn and rot. The longer that it went untreated the more of the body that was lost to the disease, but unlike blood poisoning Thad knew of no way to cure the disease that currently plagued him.
Lifting up the cuff of one of the gloves, Thad looked at one of the light pink crystals that glittered on his palm. He could feel the magic stored in the crystal, but he could hear no voice coming from it. Thad wanted to reach out and touch the crystals that have begun to cover him, but after what had happened last time, he was afraid of losing himself to the magic.
Pulling himself from the depths of his own thoughts, Thad began to look around. Off in the distance, Thad could see what he believed could only be the palace Humanius had spoken of. It was massive, even from this distance Thad could tell that it was larger than any other building he had ever seen before. The top of the palace looked like a spiral reaching to the sky and past, so that you couldn’t even see the top of it through the clouds, it was like a manmade mountain.
Though Thad was sure they were still a full day’s travel from the palace, they began to pass more and more buildings. Not only were they passing more buildings, the buildings began to get larger with each passing mile until Thad’s neck began to cramp from looking up in an effort to see the tops of them.
It was not only the buildings that had changed, but the roads on which they traveled had as well. The roads stretched and rose from the ground in odd formations. Thad found himself looking at them wondering how and why they needed so many roads.
“They were built thousands of years before I was born,” Humanius answered the unasked question, startling Thad as he had not noticed the god’s presence. “My father told me that long ago our people made things that seemed wondrous, even when compared to magic and they did so with only their knowledge of the world around them, but as magic took over the world those things began to fail and were lost to the passing of the ages. Though the
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