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choose your own adventure, episode 15a

KNIGHT SWORD, EPISODE 15A

“Wait!” you say. “How does a man become a Paladin?”

The wraith hesitates, and the cold breeze fades away.

-Blood. Sacrifice-

“A blood sacrifice?” says Mourner. “That sounds like an act worthy of the Blood Queen and her Ravens.”

-It is through the sacrifice of his own blood. A Knight of the Soulblade stands guard over your race, over mortal men, protecting them against the powers of the Outer Dark. And to wield a Soulblade, a Knight must prove himself worthy. By the sacrifice of his own blood-

“How?” says Caius, shoving past Dietrich. “How can we make more Paladins?”

-Through sacrifice-

The wraith begins to fade.

-Go. You will not disturb the dead. But beware. You are no Paladin, and the servants of the Outer Dark will hunt you-

The wraith vanishes.

“That was less than useful,” says Caius. “Sacrifice? What does that mean? How can we even use the soulblade?”

“Perhaps Curtwall will know what it means,” says Dietrich.

Caius snorts. “Doubtful.”

“We’ve wasted enough time,” says Mourner. “Which way?”

Caius nods towards the far end of the darkened valley, and you and the others follow him. Soon the valley of graves end, and you walk single-file down a narrow path. Then the path widens, and you find yourself on an old road winding its way through rocky, wooded hills.

“Another two miles, I think,” says Caius. “And then…”

A wolf’s howl rings out, loud and shocking.

A moment later a wolf steps upon the path, gaunt and grizzled. Its eyes…burn, glowing with yellow flame. The exact same yellow light, you realize, that you saw in the eyes of Ulmoch. Suddenly you remember the stories describing how the Ravens can command bats, rats, and wolves.

The wolf is staring right at you. Or at the soulblade in your hands.

Then it lunges for you, jaws yawning wide, but Dietrich is faster. His metal hammer is a blur, and the wolf rolls across the road, its skull crushed. But more howls ring out, and more, and you hear rustling in the woods surrounding the road.

Dozens of points of yellow light gleam in the darkness.

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