The Wandering Inn

Interlude The Titans Question

Interlude The Titans Question

They called him the Titan of Baleros and not because of his tread. In truth, the man was as impressive, or at least, as short as a mouse. But say that to his face and youd probably be dead. Say it to his [Soldiers] and theyd kick in your face. Say it to Fraerlings and youd make an enemy of the whole damn race.

Say it to his students and youd soon have medical needs. For Niers Astoragons tiny boots were those of the greatest [Strategist] in the world. Of that, his students were all agreed. And this is the tale of the question they asked. Two students, a Lizardgirl and a Human who won the right at Daquin, nearly a month past.

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And the results are in! You all had a week to outfit and supply one of my smaller divisions with food, equipment, potions, and whatever intelligence and directions you saw fit! The goal was to march them nearly two hundred miles through swamp terrain upon which theyd make camp for three days before joining an attack on a nearby city! And the results are

Niers Astoragon stood on his podium and his class tensed. [Tacticians], [Strategists], even [Commanders] and other classes who used strategy as a tool, were all gathered in his class. It was one of his joint classes and as such, competition was high.

Nerves were even higher. The Titan of Baleros waited, flipping through his page of notes as Perorn Sadiluc, another teacher who led such classes, shifted impatiently behind him. They could not be more different. Perorn, also known as Fleethoof, was a famous [Strategist], almost as famous as Niers Astoragon. But while she spoke in a crisp, no-nonsense tone and never wasted time

Niers raised a hand and waited for the drumroll to die down. The [Drummers], all Dullahans, filled the lecture hall with sonorous thwooms of sound, probably echoing the heartbeats of his class. Perorn stared at Niers.

You actually brought [Drummers]? What is wrong with you, Astoragon?

Let me have my fun, Perorn. I get old and cranky if I dont get to do this. Ahem!

Now there was silence. The [Drummers] packed up and left the room as Niers cleared his throat. He eyed the papers and announced to his students.

Of the eighty seven of you in my advanced class that were deemed capable of the challenge, I regret to say that my prized division of fourteen thousand [Soldiers] died, starved to death, got lost, or ran afoul of some malady or issue in their terrain that caused them to delay or miss the battle completely in sixty two percent of the cases!

Rounded down.

Rounded down!

A groan ran through the classroom. The Titan cheerfully kicked off the painstakingly written budget reports off his desk. Each student had recorded food bought, supplies paid for, and information added from their own surveillance of the region or [Informants] and so on. Some had hired guides, others, adventuring teams.

It was all a front. None of them had actually bought anything. In truth, theyd gone to an entire town that Niers had painstakingly set up with actual [Merchants], [Informants], and so on, all selling goods that his students had bought with actual goldbut didnt actually go to this hypothetical army. Still, the challenge had been real, or unreal. Niers bellowed at the class.

Sixty two percent failure! Am I teaching the next generation of [Commanders] and [Strategists], or the next generation of Goblin-fodder? And dont let my bright smile fool you; anyone who has failed this lesson will be going on the exact same march with an actual company of [Soldiers], who will take pleasure, great pleasure, in making sure you dont fail them when youre actually responsible for their lives!

A second groan, but louder. Niers looked at his students, savoring their dismay. It was just a bit fun to do this. Even Perorn hid a smile as Niers went on.

Youve all gotten arrogant. A bit prideful. You think that youre the cream of the crop, the best [Strategists] in the world because youre all at the top of my classes here. Well, this is an actual scenario and most of you failed it. In fact, even the third of you that passed leave much to be desired. You hear that, my starry-eyed little pupils?

He leaned over the podium and addressed a group of students in the front of the class. They were abouttwenty six or so, and instantly, their smug smiles disappeared. Niers looked at his personal class, who were actually able to lay claim to being the best of the best. He practically purred as he looked from suddenly nervous face to face.

Did you think you all passed, hm? Im proud to say most of you did. But ah, a fifth of you did not. Shall we start naming names? Anyone care to volunteer to have me read their report out loud? Feshi? Cameral? Yerranola?

He addressed three students, a Gnoll, a Dullahan, and a Selphid. All three instantly ducked their heads, shaking them furiously. Niers looked about as Perorn shuffled her papers.

No one? No one at all?

He was waiting for the inevitable response. And lo and behold, like the sun rising each morning, a huge, furred hand shot up.

Sir! I volunteer!

Venaz looked around proudly. Niers raised one eyebrow as his lecture hall erupted into a single, unified sigh.

Venaz! You seem very confident.

The Minotaur nodded. He sat up straight, his horns polished, his posture perfect. He met Niers eyes without flinching.

Of course, Professor! I calculated each step of my divisions movements! Food, supplies, guidesall were accounted for! They were prepared for anything.

He spoke as if there could be no doubt, and there wasnt. Niers raised one eyebrow.

And youre sure?

Venaz hesitated, then nodded.

Absolutely, Professor. Im confident in my own abilities. I will not fall for mind games.

His bravado was almost infectious. A few of Niers students, like the officers who sat apart from the [Strategists], began to look hopeful. Niers smiled. And then, like a spider who has finally ensnared his biggest fly in a web, he pounced.

Interesting, Venaz. Because, and Im afraid to say this, your division never made it past the first three days.

What?

The word erupted from Venaz mouth along with a gale of laughter from above. He turned and glared upwards; a group of students were laughing their behinds off. Peki, a young Garuda from Chandrar, Merrik, a Dwarf [War Leader] from Terandria, Kelsa and Romin, two Centaur [Captains], and a group of the students from the officer class were enjoying his dismay. He turned back to Niers, looking furious and embarrassed.

Professor, that cant be right! I did the calculations! Ive led soldiers before! I didnt errI must demand to see the math!

And you will! My fellow teachers and I have all gone over your budgetschecked and double checked them! Well be passing them outer, someone will have to help unsort the reports I just kicked overbut if any of you have any reservations, you may argue your case!

Niers waved at some of the other teachers. One of them, a Drake, shot Niers a look as he bent to tidy up the reports. The Fraerling went on, addressing the Minotaur.

Unfortunately though, in your case, Venaz, the math isnt even hard. Your company starved to death.

What? But I arranged more than enough supplies! I paid that [Merchant]

You paid a fraud, Venaz! He was a [Swindler]! A good one! He ran off with your gold and your company got exactly nothing to march with. To be fair, we gave them thirty miles before starvation set in, but with your foraging order, it wasnt enough. You get a few points for that, by the way, but your [Soldiers] deserted.

The Minotaurs jaw dropped and stayed dropped as Niers rifled through his reports. He fished Venazs out and tsked much to the amusement of most in the room. The sharper students were realizing that Venazs performance might extend to them.

A real tragedy. I warned you all! Take this seriously. And you all swanned off to our glorious city to spend the gold you were givena quarter of you never even managed to spend it all! It was stolen, you gave it to fraudulent [Merchants] or you were tricked into terrible deals with actual onesa few of you never even made it out of the red-light district! And yes, we have records of it all.

The class stared at the Titan. He casually flipped through another report. Then he looked up and he was grinning. His students had nightmares about that grin.

Did you really think being a [Strategist] was about pure logistics? Have I taught all of you nothing? The entire town was bought out! My precious studentsyou can fight an army and supply it, but how will you do if you cant manage people?

WaitProfessor! You mean everything that happened to us in that hellhole was scripted?

At last, the students began reacting. Niers grinned. Merrik looked outraged. The Dwarf slammed a fist onto his desk.

I was mugged in that town!

Not fatally. You fought them off, well done. But may I suggest that next time you dont walk around with all your gold in your bag of holding? Well done on recovering it, though. Dont worry; the [Thief] whose arm you broke was a Selphid.

Merriks jaw dropped. From below, another student raised her hand and called out.

They were all actors, Professor?

Niers smiled at the Lizardgirl whod spoken up.

Every last one, Umina. Or rather, they were hired. [Prostitutes], [Merchants], [Thieves]some of them quite high-level! Im pleased to say that many of you navigated most of the threats well, but some of youwell, lets just get to the analysis, shall we? And our first student is

Perorn snatched the reports out from under Niers and checked the name at the top of the page.

Wil Kallinad, your report. Passed. Next! Marian Felthof. Passed! Venaz of Hammerad. Failed. Feshi Weatherfur. Passed! Yerranola

Niers folded his arms, a bit hurt, but Perorns efficiency and the other teachers beginning to call out names meant the students were soon reading their reports, most with deep dismay. Some were relievedand yes, many from Niers special class. Venaz just stared at his report in a state of shock.

He was an imposter? But he was sosotrustworthy.

You idiot, Venaz. Thats how you know theyre fake!

Marian trotted over to him and gleefully looked over his shoulder. The Minotaur began to angle his papers away from hers, but then gave up and slapped it on the desk for all to see. He folded his arms.

He seemed military! He knew what he was talking abouthe must have been truly high level!

They all had been. Niers smiled as he watched his students debate and bicker over the results. In truth, the test had been hard. Niers had sent expert [War Merchants] used to haggling with company leaders to tear into his students and get the best deals they could. Hed also hired criminals versed in trickery and artifice to do the same.

Theyd loved their roles. Niers had even hired some of the red-light districts finest to tempt his students. You could tell whod fallen for their wiles by the red faces. To be fairmany of them had used their charm or seduction Skills liberally, but that was a valid danger for [Strategists] to fall into. And not just because they might spend money unwisely.

Ambushed? Oh, dead gods. My division got attacked because I

Merrik was groaning as he showed his report to his friends. He broke off, turning red and muttering into his beard. Peki just shook her head.

You suck. Ha. Ha. Im going to stay here while you march two hundred miles.

The Garuda smiled. Merrik scowled at her.

How the hell did you pass, Peki? I had to hold onto my bag of holding with both hands with all those damn [Thieves] about! Not to mention prying a good deal out of my [Merchant]!

I flew. Obviously. And I bought food from a trustworthy person.

How did you know they were trustworthy, Peki?

Marian called up at the officers. Peki looked down and then leaned over her table to call down to them. Ever since the games at Daquin, the officers and strategist classes had gotten more friendly.

I watched how they stood and talked to the others. I learned that from

The Strongest of Pomle. Yeah, yeah. Dead gods, we got slaughtered. Howd you all do, you [Strategist] pricks?

Merrik groaned. He looked down at the [Strategists]. Venazs head was bowed, but the rest looked fairly cheerful. Yerranola was covering her face, but most had passed.

I could also smell some of them out as liars. I suppose I had an advantage there, yes?

Feshi was grinning as she showed her report to the others. Wil smiled and covered his report as she glanced sideways at it. Not out of embarrassment; the [Lord] had gotten the third-highest marks out of everyone in the class and only lost points because hed had a fourth of his gold stolen by one of the better [Pickpockets]. Umina sighed as she stared at her paper.

I managed to pass too, Merrik. Barely. I got mugged too, so I just gave them some of my gold. Wil, howd you do so well?

UhIve met [Merchants] so I had some experience with them. I could tell who wasnt genuine. Venaz, theres a number of signs, but you have to go through the Merchants Guild or some other form of verification to hold them responsible.

I thought I was buying directly from the source! And he had a certificateit even tested positive at the Merchants Guild!

Fake. They can do that. You should have checked his name via the Mages Guild. The [Receptionist] at the desk was either blindsided or he bought her off.

By now, the class was calming down. The students whod failed were resigned to their fate. It wasnt a disgrace to fail in the Titans academy. In fact, everyone in the class had failed at least a dozen times. It was a lesson Niers wanted to hammer into the students he was teaching: failure was inevitable. You failed, and you learned from your mistakes. They were also used to his unusual punishments, and while they were certain the march would be deeply unpleasant, it was also what theyd signed up for.

Alright! Thats all for today, my lovely students! The losers will take part in march next week; dont worry, you dont have to do anything but follow our [Soldiers]! Although with that said, you might want to prepare yourselves

Groans followed the Titans statement and he smiled. Perorn was waiting by the door and the students were packing up their notes, quills, ink, parchment or for the richer ones, paper, and looking expectant. Alsoa bit nervous.

Lets see. No homework for today. Just be prepared to discuss your reports in your individual classes tomorrow. Oh, and one last thing.

Niers looked up. His students stared at him as one. The Professors eyes twinkled and Perorn sighed again. Loudly.

Umina?

The Lizardgirl jumped. Behind her, Wil sat up in his chair. Suddenly, the attention of all the students in the room was fixed on Umina. She stuttered.

Y-yes, Professor?

Niers looked at her. He could practically hear her heart beating. He held the moment, smiling, and then nodded.

Congratulations on your passing! But please, next time remember to put your name on your report?

She turned bright red across her scales. The class exhaled; a few laughed, but mostly everyone just sighed. Niers smiled, leapt off his desk, and strode up the Fraerling-ways, the tunnels that ran the length of his citadel and were small enough for only his kind to pass through. He called out as he reached the door built into the side of the wall.

Class dismissed!

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The students dispersed in groups. They had circles of friends, or pairs, or some were alone, but most had groups. They ordered by age, personality, and class. This particular group were made up of Niers special class, his best students. They were varied in species, but they were friends.

More or less. Some, like Marian and Venaz, were more like rivals, or they didnt get along, like Xelic and Kissilt. But they stayed together because they were friends of friends. Classmates. It was a powerful bond for all the time that theyd spent together.

It was another day in the Titans academy in the city of Elvallian, headquarters of the Forgotten Wing Company, one of the Four Great Companies. However, it wouldnt be forever.

Summer was coming. And with it, a certain expectancy in the air. The students were groaning about the march, but not too hard. After all, soon most would leave for a while, and while it might seem odd, these students were passionate about their work. They liked being here, and they didnt feel like leaving. But leave they would.

The Titan of Baleros believed in vacations. He gave his students time off to visit their families or return home during the summer and winter seasonsor when the Forgotten Wing Company was engaged in the business of war. His students enjoyed the breaks too by and large; it was good to go home. But the group leaving the hall now were quiet.

Wil walked next to Feshi and Cameral, Umina trailing him with Marian walking by her side and Venaz dejectedly bringing up the rear with Yerranola. Some of the other members of the group passed them by, but the rest were just looking at Umina and Wil.

They were all getting worried because the summer break was coming up and a huge question loomed over all their heads. Or rather, two. Uminas heart was still pounding. Shed thought it would be today. Shed thought and

Venaz was the first to break the silence. He looked up and spoke, gesturing back to the classroom.

You have to ask! Its a test of courageno, self-worth! The Professor is testing you two. He wants you to ask when it will be! Mark my words!

I know. But I really thought it would be today!

Umina shook her head. Marian sighed loudly.

Hes teasing us! You know hell let you ask when its time, Umina! Ignore Venaz.

When Im right?

Venaz was outraged. Marian turned and glared at him. But the spark wasnt there. She looked over at Wil. The young [Lord] was shaking his head.

Maybe Venaz is right. This is just like the Professor. Maybe we should ask.

You should! Everyone from our class wants to know what youll ask!

That came from behind and lower down. Everyone jumped and turned to look at Merrik. He wasnt that shorthe was five feet tall which still placed him well below everyone but Umina, but Dwarves werent actually super short. He stroked his beard as he stopped with Peki, a Dullahan, and one of the Centaurs in his class.

Were all waiting for the answer to the questions! You havent asked already? Everyone in our class would!

They all fell into step, arguing as they went down the corridor. Marian was shaking her head.

You mean, Umina and Wil should demand they have their question? You want to do that to the Professor? In front of everyone?

Its a test. Hes checking your willpower.

Venaz asserted. This time Peki and even Jekilt and Kissilt were nodding. The Drake glared at Wil.

You need to march up to him and demand it! Its clearly what he wants.

Maybe. Or maybe he really is busy. You know hes been running around every day since Daquin.

True. I havent seen the Professor so busy in a while. Everyone wants a piece of him after the game. But even so!

The arguing students came to an abrupt halt as they descended from the second floor to the first. They had caught up with the teachers. Perorn, a Selphid wearing a Dullahans body, and Niers Astoragon were all conversing withno one?

Wait. It took most of the students a moment to realize that they were all turned and speaking to someone. Even though they were used to her presence, it took them even longer to make out Foliana, head of the Forgotten Wing Company. Three-Color Stalker, famously hard to detect and even more famously odd.

The teachers didnt even glance up at the students; after all, they often conducted business in the citadel that pertained to the company as well as instruction. Foliana on the other hand looked up, and gave the students an unblinking stare. Her multicolored eyes stopped the group in their tracks.

Well? Go on! Do it!

Kissilt hissed at Wil and Umina. But everyone had stopped. Three-Color Stalker was staring at them and everyone knew her reputation. If Niers was the legend of [Strategists], Foliana was the nightmare of everyone who commanded. Shed killed thousands, it was rumored. Shed eat your favorite food and then kill you. It was her sign. Umina prayed that Foliana would never eat squid.

Hes right there. Its a perfect opportunity.

Merrik muttered, but he sounded intimidated. Perorn, Niers Astoragon, and Foliana were all standing together with [Commander] Isheil. Three legends plus a distinguished commander. Venaz cleared his throat.

Ill

Even Venazs courage failed him for a second. The students hesitated and Wil and Umina looked at each other. They burned with the desire to ask. But now?

It was the same thing that had kept them from asking the entire month. Umina was just about to suggest they bother the Professor when he wasnt so clearly busy talking to his superior and one of the most important people in all of Baleros, but she was interrupted. Jekilt, looking from face to face, snorted and pawed the ground.

If you two wont do it, Ill do it myself. Professor! A question!

The Centaur [Captain] trotted forwards. Everyone, the other students and even teachers, turned to watch. Niers turned his head and raised an eyebrow.

Jekilt. How can I help you?

His tone was mildly reproving. Foliana and Perorn both looked at the Centaur, and Perorns narrowed eyes made Jekilt draw up. But it was too late to turn back. Jekilt gulped.

Professor. My deepest apologies for the interruption. However, I have to ask. When might you be available to let Umina and Wil ask their question? The one they earned at Daquin?

Dead silence followed his question. Everyone waited, breathless. Umina even saw some of the youngest [Tacticians] poking their head out of a classroom with a teacher. Niers raised his brows, but he didnt look amused, as if Jekilt had found him out. He glanced at Foliana and she disappeared. With a sigh, Niers turned back to Jekilt, frowning.

I couldnt give you a solid date, Jekilt. My schedules beyond full. This very night Im meeting with donors to the Forgotten Wing Company, and tomorrow Im due to inspect some of our companys citiesIll be travelling all day, so Perorn will be instructing you all. When my schedule clears, Ill let you know. But until thenI have business to attend to. Foliana! You better not have run off!

My apologies, sir.

Flushing, Jekilt retreated. Perorn gave him another reproving look as Niers, standing on her shoulder, hurled a quill like a javelin. It stopped in midair where Foliana had been and she grudgingly reappeared.

Oh dead gods. You really made him mad! Fleethoof too!

Marian squeaked as Jekilt trotted back towards them. The Centaur just shook his head, too mortified for words. Umina stared at Niers as he turned back to Foliana. The Fraerling was frowning. Butshe felt a tug at her side.

Umina.

Wil was looking at her. The Lizardgirl leaned over. He had sensed it too. The Titan had been unusually snappish. He had days like that, but he usually entertained questions. At least, intelligent questions. She hesitated and then leaned over towards him.

Maybe he really is busy? Huh. My mistake.

Venaz was scratching at his horns. Jekilt tried to kick him with one hoof. But Wil was looking at Umina.

Maybe its worth a shot. But it would have to be

Umina nodded. She whispered with Wil, and then the two of them hesitated. Their classmates saw them raising their hands and quickly throw a sign. It was sword-wand-shield, or, as some other people called it, rock-parchment-knife. Or fist-palm-fingers. It was a universal game.

Wil threw sword, an open palm. Umina threw wand, her two claws pointed. Wil groaned. He turned, adjusted his clothes, and strode forwards.

This time the entire corridor was breathless. Niers looked up from his conversation a second time, a clear frown on his face. Wil paused as the teachers turned to stare at him. This time even Foliana stared.

Yes, Wil? Im a bit busy. Foliana, perhaps we should take this to a private room later.

Hm.

The Squirrel-womans response was unintelligible. Niers waited, folding his arms. Wil bowed slightly, and then came out with it.

Professor, my apologies. However, I would like to ask you a question. During the games at Daquin, we did earn the right to a question of our choosing, didnt we?

Niers paused. He looked at Perorn, who shook her head. He turned back to Wil with a sigh.

You did, Wil. Your memory does not deceive you. But as I just told Jekilt, Ive been too busy to honor the bargain. I intended it to be right after I returned, but with that emergency regarding the Hydrathis really is inopportune, Wil.

The young man paled at the criticism. But he raised his chin. Umina saw him straighten his back and clasp his hands behind him, the picture of a young Terandrian [Lord].

I understand that, Professor. But, and I apologize in advance, your schedule seems unusually busy even for the summer. Given that we are about to enter our summer break, I request the right to ask the question, Professor. Today.

Silent uproar. Marians mouth was a silent o of horror, and she wasnt the only one. Perorns eyes flashed. She opened her mouth, but Niers cut her off. He looked at Wil, and he did not seem amused by the request.

You want it to be today, Wil Kallinad? And that is yourrequest?

Silently, Wil nodded. Niers turned his head slowly.

And you, Umina Caxical?

Umina turned white. Niers was staring at her and she could see it on his face. This was not acceptable. But she had to trust to the same instinct Wil had had. So she nodded.

Yes.

She could only croak that word. For a moment Niers paused, and Umina and Wil waited to be sentenced to some truly horrible punishment.

And thenNiers exhaled. He nudged Perorns cheek with one elbow. She smiled slightly and her frown disappeared.

Told you theyd do it inside of a month.

Demand, not ask. Fine, you win, Perorn. Take your damn amulet. Wil, couldnt you have been more straightforward two days later?

Niers looked at Wil with an aggrieved expression. The young man paused. But the copper coin had dropped. Venaz exhaled hugely. Feshi stared at Niers as the Titan grinned. Jekilt was slapping his forehead with the palm of his hand.

Was that a test, Professor?

One of the Dullahans called out, scandalized. Niers turned his head, looking innocent.

What? Me? Test my lovely students resolve? Never.

He ignored the accusatory looks and turned back to Wil. He smiled slightly. And the pride outweighed even his amusement. He nodded to the young [Lord] and then to Umina.

Very well. Ill clear my schedule. My personal quarterstonight. Sunset. Both of you be prepared with your questions. Now, I am busy

He dodged Perorns hand as she flicked at him with a finger. Foliana rolled her eyes and vanished. Laughing, Niers leapt onto Commander Isheils palm. He turned and the teachers, minus Foliana, turned and walked down the corridor, suddenly in good spirits. The students watched them go. And then they erupted into chaos.

It was a test! You did it, Wil! Dead gods, I thought he was going to tear your head off!

Another trick? I thought I offended him! Who knew Fleethoof could act?

And with Three-Color Stalker? Dead gods

Students and teachers flooded out of the classrooms. Umina was blushing as Marian hugged her with glee. A month of waiting and it had all been another prank! Hed been so convincing, but

Venaz was pounding Wil on the back with glee, ignoring the shouts of pain. Feshi was grinning as Peki and Merrik laughed at the entire spectacle of it. Jekilt, red-faced, was accepting congratulations from Kissilt, Yerranola, and Cameral for being the sacrifice. For five minutes, everyone was giddy on the victory.

And then the excitement faded a notch and the students all looked at each other. Cameral shook his head, raising it with both arms so everyone could see him.

That was an unworthy prank. I truly thought the Professor was offended. And knowing him, he would have kept up the ruse. Do you think he intended to let us wait the entire summer break if Umina and Wil did not demand the right to a question?

Probably. He might have kept us waiting forever if we didnt ask. But the guts to not just ask, but demand?

Marian stamped her hooves, looking vexed and pleased. She looked at Umina. Still shaking with nervous energy, the Lizardgirl nodded.

He does it every time. I still have nightmares about that test where every answer was in the same column!

Just absolutely out of his egg-headed mind. The worst teacher Ive ever had that way. Even in Manus

Kissilt growled. He paused as the Lizardpeople around him stared at the Drake. Kelsa shook her head.

Do you think hes that bad to his opponents on the battlefield?

Yerranola exhaled.

Oh, believe me. We were on campaign with him and he did a trick with the drumsremember, Venaz?

The Minotaur nodded.

He can be even worse, I heard. Imagine trying to fight a war against him?

All the students shuddered. They tried to imagine facing off against their teacher. And it might one day happen. They were students for now, but they were training themselves to take positions of authority on the battlefield. It was a sobering reminder of the future.

But for nowWil looked around. His cheeks were red with relief. They had done it. The Titan would answer any question Wil and Umina had. Any one question in the world. The excitement, that knowledge, was dawning on the other students. Umina felt dozens of eyes on her and trembled.

Any question within the Titans power to answer. Anything. And she would ask it tonight. She and Wil. The young man looked around. And then he raised his voice.

Lets get a drink. First rounds on me!

-

Two tables had been pulled together in the bar for the students to sit together. It was a crowd even by the pubs usual standard, and they were used to the students of Niers academy. But everyone was there to celebrate Umina and Wil getting to ask the question. All of their friends.

All of them. Jekilt and Marian, Centaurs, Yerranola the lone Selphid of the advanced class, Feshi the Gnoll who was sitting next to the grumpy Kissilt, a Drake with mild ice breath and pale white-purple scales, Venaz the Minotaur, Umina, two other Lizardfolk, Cameral and another Dullahanand Foliana

And now Merrik, Peki, Kelsa, Romin, and four more officers from their classes. They were one of the larger friend groups that had emerged from Daquin. Now Merrik raised his mug.

A toast! To the Titans question!

He downed his drink in one go as the others cheered. Venaz lowered his mug, looking put out that Merrik had beaten him to it. All the students drank and exhaled practically as one. Theyd done it.

It was odd how the jealousy and resentment of the first few weeks had faded into a universal expectation, Umina reflected. A number of students had not been happy about her snatching victory at the last moment, or Wil being awarded a question for his daring maneuver in bringing a fleet into Daquin. But the long delay had solidified the student bodys sympathy for Wil and Umina. Perhaps, all as the Titan had planned. You had to admire him if that was the case.

So, have you both thought of your question?

Yerranola was the first to break the ice. She leaned over the appetizers and drinks, staring at Wil and Umina. The other students glanced up expectantly. Umina paused in eating some of the shrimp.

Ium, I think so!

Well?

Kissilt demanded after a second. Marian nudged him hard.

Dont be an ass, Kissilt. Its private!

Is it? We wont know the answer.

It could be! If Umina doesnt want to saywhat about you, Wil?

Wil nodded. He didnt look as happy as Umina would have expected. He sipped from his lighter ale, picking at his corn bread side, richly buttered.

All sorted. I know what I have to ask. I dont have much of a choice on my part.

Oh. You meanyoure going to ask on behalf of your family?

Yerranola exhaled slowly. Everyone leaned out of the way of her corpse breath. It wasnt too bad with fresh bodies, butthe Selphid apologetically waved a scent-charm in the air. Wil was nodding.

My family pulled a lot of strings to get that fleet to move into Daquin. I cant exactly ask a question for myself, can I?

But its the question. You cant just ask on their behalf! Dont you have a burning question you have to know the answer to?

Merrik protested over his mug. Peki punched him. Not in the side; the Dwarfs head rocked.

Dead gods damnit, Peki! Dont punch me in the jaw!

Dont be rude.

The [Martial Artist] looked at Wil. He was shaking his head.

Id like to, Merrik. But Im a [Lord]. I have duties to my family.

Right.

The Dwarf grimaced. Some of the other students not from Terandria looked perplexed, including Venaz.

Whats that got to do with it?

Loyalty to his family and kingdom, Venaz. Wil has to put his desires behind whats good for his family.

Merrik sighed. He looked sympathetic. Venaz looked perplexed.

I understand that. But this is an individual reward. One cannot expect Wil to give up all his desires. Let him ask his own question. What benefits him ultimately benefits his family. Isnt that so?

He looked around for support. Cameral was nodding, as were the Centaurs and Kissilt, but Feshi, Yerranola, and one of the other Terandrians were shaking their head. The Lizardpeople students were predictably, split. Wil sighed again, and Marian patted him on the shoulder.

House Kallinads a coastal duchy, isnt it, Wil? I know that the Kallinad familys wealthy. You didnt spend too much, did you?

Its about prestige, Marian. If I gave nothing back to my family, theyd suffer politically more than financially.

Feshi frowned, wrinkling her furry face. The Gnoll looked around.

Dukedukeit means punching something, yes? But its also a rank. I forget Human nobilitys titles so easily. What position is [Duke]?

Just below a [Prince]. Its pretty much the highest rank of the nobility. Wils important.

Yerranola grinned as she ruffled Wils hair. He let it happen, resigned. They were good friends, like Marian, Umina, and Venazs odd friendship.

Dont exaggerate, Yerranola. Im just a [Lord]. Kallinads a big family. Im not even in the immediate line of succession. There are eight stronger heirs with a claim to the family head than me.

Really? I thought you were a third son.

Yes, but its about bloodline, Feshi. Technically, my father had my sister with his, uh, first wife. And Im the product of the second. But thats not how Terandrians choose their successors.

The Gnoll [Strategist] looked confused. Cameral leaned forwards, feeding his head with a spoon.

Its first-born from each previous leader, isnt it?

Thats a lineal descendant, Cameral. Direct inheritance. We used to do that in Terandriaa long time ago. Now though, its ichorial descendancy.

The blank looks came from everyone this time, even Merrik, who was used to some of Terandrian politics. The [Lord] looked embarrassed as he tried to elaborate.

The purest bloodlines lead each house, not the heir of each predecessor. If you marry into the nobility or even royalty of another family, your children are, uh, purer in descent. So that means my fathers sistermy Aunt Delichahas the strongest claim because shed married to a [Baron] of Ailendamus. Her children are first to inherit unless my sister, Talia, gets married to someone with a bloodline at least as pure as

Yerranolas eyes rolled into the back of her head. Umina tried to follow the convoluted explanation, but gave up. So did Wil as he realized he was losing his audience. Foliana drank out of Xelics mug with a straw.

Its very complex. And houses can split or schism all the time when fighting over succession. Kallinad hasnt had one for a few centuries, which means its probably time.

Dead gods. And I thought politics in Baleros were messy. Whats the point of all that?

Xelic got up to refill his mug. Wil shrugged.

Intermarriage between the noble houses prevents strife, in theory. Its also hard to wipe out a house for that reason. Everyone of the peerage is distantly related to each other. Only a few bloodlines have been erased, sometimes due to war, or assassinationsthe Goblin King, the Necromancer

Bastard.

Kissilt interjected that comment as an aside. Merrik laughed.

A toast to dead undead!

Everyone drank to that, although most of the other students didnt share the same view of necromancy. The conversation circled right back to Wil. This time it was Venaz who was objecting to Wils decision.

But you are beholden to your kingdom, arent you? House Kallinad is still under the domain of the Kingdom ofPheislant. Hm. Cameral! Pheislant! What are the facts?

He turned to the Dullahan quickly. Kissilt, Cameral, Venaz, and Yerranola were all fans of flash-facts about other nations. They loved quizzing each other at random. The Dullahan instantly sat up and his hands scratched the top of his head as he replied.

Naval nation. Unit of specialtyaquatic [Knights]? Strong navy; weaker army but entrenched fortifications along borders. Largesse means strong connections with [Knight] orders, especially Order of Seasons. Last wardefeat. Against Ailendamus

Yes, good! But that means Kallinad owes loyalty to Pheislant. If youre asking a question on behalf of your house, shouldnt you ask one on behalf of your kingdom? Im just extending this logical train of thought. I still think you should ask your own question.

Its not that simple, Venaz. [Dukes] can refuse royal orders if they have good reason. In fact, sometimes they can overthrow the [King].

What?

Kissilt looked as appalled as Venaz. The Drake shook his head, spilling his drink as he reached for a shrimp. Foliana shook the liquid off her fur as she stood next to him.

You damned Human anarchists. What happened to the order of law?

Shut it, Kissilt. No one wants to hear about the superiority of Drakes. Its as bad as listening to Venaz talk about Minotaurs.

I resent that!

As do I!

The Drake and Minotaur glared at each other. Feshi cleared her throat.

Speaking of bloodlineshow is it that the nobility dont have funny heads and weird noses, Wil? Ive seen bad inbreeding among Oldblood families back home. And it is not pretty, no?

She looked at Kissilt and the Drake, glaring, nodded. Wil shrugged.

We make sure to marry distant blood relatives. And lots of the nobility have Skills to help with children.

Skills? What, like fertility Skills?

Cameral spat his drink out and glared at Yerranola. The Selphid cackled, greatly amused. The other Dullahans looked scandalized. Wil turned beet red.

No! Inheritance Skills! You know, [Adroit Progeny]? Skills that allow you to pass on what the mother or father was good atlike if the father was a [Lord] who was excellent at warfare, his children have a better chance of being as good as he was with a sword, or as beautiful as their mother?

He looked around. This time the side-eyes he got were deeply disturbed. Jekilt shook his head. His torso leaned over as his horse-half sat on the cushions.

Let me get this straight. Terandrian nobility have Skills thatchange their children?

He looked appalled. Wil nodded.

Wait. No one else has heard of it? Its not rare. I meancome on. Really? It makes sense! A Skill that passes down appearance, or talent? No one?

The other species looked at each other. And then they pushed themselves back from the table, leaving the Humans and Merrik alone. They huddled together, glancing over at Wil. Foliana was stealing Kissilts shrimp.

Dead gods, that explains so much. Remember the other nobility we met? No wonder so many washed out!

Thats so freaky. Terandria is weird.

Dont make fun of him! Hes got a great body! Do you know how much it costs to buy the body of the nobility on the black market? Let alone a good one? Look at that jaw!

Yerranola objected, pointing back at Wil. Marian snorted.

He probably got it from his father.

Venaz nodded, looking deeply disgruntled.

He was born with an advantage. Humans. Even with children, they have to put a finger on the scales

Dont drag scales into this, Venaz. We dont do anything like that in the Walled Cities.

What about Oldblood breeding programs, Kissilt? I know Drakes do that!

Its not the same as having Skillshey! Who ate my shrimp? Marian!

The Drake exclaimed as he saw his bowl was nearly empty. He turned and glared at the Centauress to his left. She folded her arms.

Dont look at me! I dont like shrimp!

You dont?

Xelic, one of the Lizardmen, looked horrified. Umina sighed as she waved for another bowl of the delectable crustaceans. Alive. Drunken shrimp marinated in alcohol were the best. Marian just shuddered as half the table ordered a second round of snacks. Foliana took another from Kissilts bowl.

I dont know how you eat them. Theyre awful! Fish, now, I like fish. But shrimp? Theyre okay if theyre breaded, but raw? Moving?

Marian pointed at the refill a Lizardgirl [Server] was bringing over. The drunk shrimp met a grisly fate as Venaz picked it up and bit the head off. He shrugged.

Food is food, Marian. Its not like this is a parasite or something. Now, some creatures have little eggs that if you eat them

Dead gods, Venaz! Shut up! Im eating!

Someone threw a shrimp at Venaz. He threw the shrimp back, and the table was distracted for a few minutes. Wil endured more good-natured prodding at his ancestry and refused to answer which Skills his parents had used in the bedroom. But at last, someone raised his voice for everyones attention.

It was Jekilt. The serious [Captain] was older than the other students, and so commanded more or less silence as he rose to his hooves. He nodded, raising a mug to Wil and Umina.

I know Daquin was your victory, Umina. You won, and there is nothing else to say. Wil, you earned your question likewise. And youll ask your question tonight.

Everyone nodded. The good cheer faded and they all looked speculatively at the two. Wil met Uminas eyes and both felt that tingle in their stomachs. Guilt too; the envy was clear on everyones face and Umina still felt bad about undercutting Marian. But Jekilt wasnt done. He drank, and then came out with it.

Ive talked to the members of my old company, and theyve all put in gold. If you ask the Professor a question on our behalf, we can pay you one thousand, two hundred, and eighty nine gold pieces.

Umina turned to stare at Jekilt. And then Kissilt burst out furiously.

Hey, Jekilt, you cant do that!

Why not? Its a fair trade. Theres no rule against it.

Jekilt challenged Kissilt aggressively. The Drake shook his head as he got to his feet.

No, you cant do that! Because I was going to ask if theyd take my question instead!

Laughter. Kissilt shouted, waving his claws and exhaling a plume of icy breath.

Hear me out! Hear me out! Its about classes.

All the [Strategists] paused. The Drake went on, spreading his claws, looking at Wil and Umina.

Listen. One of you can ask the Professor for this. It could be you, Umina! All you need to ask for is a list of every possible class consolidation the Professor knows about, and what Skills you get and the advantages and disadvantages. Think about it! We all stand to benefit. We could work towards our ideal class, andand that information is worth gold if we sold it!

He gestured around at the entire table. Marian blinked.

Thats actually intelligent, Kissilt. Butevery class? You think the Professor would really answer that?

Just [Strategists], then. Or commanding classes. Dont you all want to know what your possibilities are?

But thats such a general question. How does it benefit Umina and Wil more than you, Kissilt?

Well, it benefits us all, so wed owe the asker a huge favor

Im offering gold. And my question is private. If Umina and Wil want to take it

Jekilt was looking meaningfully at Umina. She bit her tongue, but Marian shielded her.

Umina can ask whatever she wants. She won the right to a question, Jekilt, not you.

No ones denying that, Marian. But Jekilts right. She could stand to gain. Listen, I was going to bring this up later, but a [Merchant] friend of mine has similar offer

Dont pressure her, Xelic!

Marian glared at the Lizardman. Merrik slammed his mug on the table.

Aw, come on. Lets at least float our questions! Pekis got one about martial arts techniques, so thats probably out, but mine

All the students were looking at Wil and Umina now. Uneasily, Umina got up, raising her claws.

Look, I dont want to make promises. I have my own question

Just hear us out!

Wil was fending off Yerranola and Feshi. Marian looked up, and then leaned over.

Umina, I do have one of my own

Marian!

Enough! Wil, Umina, the door! Now! The rest of you, back off!

Venaz shot to his feet. He pushed back the others as Wil and Umina backed towards the door. The Minotaur was impossible for even the Centaurs to move in the press, and he fended them off as the two students fled out the back door.

Venaz followed them out. He wrestled the door closed, pushing back the rest of their classmates who were shouting their own questions. He turned to Wil and Umina as the two panted.

Idiots. You have a right to choose. And you would have accepted such offers beforehand if you had any intention of giving up your question, wouldnt you?

Umina nodded sheepishly. Shed gotten inquiries already. Some very generous. Butit was her question. Wil looked resigned as he nodded.

I cant ask anything else. And I bet you want to ask your question, right, Umina?

Yeah. Iwell, its mine. Im tempted by the gold and such, but I really want to know, you know?

Understandable. Clearly understandable. No one can force you. Um. However

Venaz nodded a few times. The Minotaur cleared his throat, looking embarrassed. Foliana watched him with interest as she chewed on a still-wriggling shrimp.

if youd care to listen to my idea, there is some merit in it.

Wil and Umina paused as they brushed down their clothing. It was nearly dusk; the time was coming on soon. Venaz held up his hands as they looked at him.

Listen to me! My idea is very sound. The Professor is known to have a vast spy network. If you ask this question, riches are the least of what we might gain. To begin with

He looked around conspiratorially and lowered his voice.

Of all the seafaring ships that sank in the last millennia, there are three that were known to have born relic-class artifacts that were never recovered. Just one would be worth a [King]s ransom, not to mention that the three ships I have right here are all rich enough in other treasures to set all of us up for life. If you ask the Professor, I know a Minotaur crew that could take us anywhere in the world

He had a piece of paper with three names written on it. Umina stared at Venazs serious face, and then at Wil. He glanced at her, amused, embarrassed, and gave her a sheepish grin. She returned it. They both glanced at Venaz and then they ran for it.

-

It wasnt hard to get back to her rooms, or evade the other students. Theyd given up after the bar, and the few who saw her didnt press the issue. Rather, Uminas great challenge was drinking a bit of potion to sober up, and then picking a dress to wear.

She was nervous. Meeting the Professor in his personal quarters? That was a right few students had ever earned! She was so busy rummaging through her clothes she didnt realize the sun was setting. Then she threw on her clothes and practically ran towards the citadel.

She met Wil at the gates. He was nearly as breathless as she, and the two slowed to walk up towards the personal quarters higher in the citadel. They were far from alone; the citadels [Servants] and regular occupants all waved at the two as they passed. Some called out good luck, others just laughed at the two nervous students. Wil kept adjusting his clothing. He glanced at Umina.

You look good. Did you put on makeup?

Just a bit!

Umina blushed. Shed chosen her best dress for the occasion. She had to! It didnt feel right to just stroll into the Professors office otherwise. And Wil had clearly done the same. He was wearing a doublet and expensive-looking leggings that out priced Uminas best wardrobe a few times over. He hadnt applied scale polish like she had, though.

Wil tugged at the ruff nervously and coughed.

This was all I had. I know its stuffy, but I thought

He gestured lamely at Uminas dress and she nodded. It fit the occasion. The two climbed the stairs, ascending higher. The classrooms occupied the two bottom floors of the citadel. But higher were the quarters of the Forgotten Wing Companys staff. Niers Astoragon and Foliana both lived here when they werent away.

There were guards too. Selphids, mainly. They let Wil and Umina pass; usually students were barred from the third floor or higher. One winked at Umina.

Congratulations, you two!

Thank you.

Dont let the Titan pull another prank on you!

Well try.

Wil tried to smile. But his walk was growing increasingly more disjointed, staccato. Umina felt just as rattled. He began to speak again distractedly as they climbed another staircase.

You know, it really was kind of him to give me the right to ask a question. You won.

Icheated. Really, you gave me the distraction.

Wil shook his head adamantly.

A wins a win. Thats what the Professor teaches us. Im just grateful I can ask

He broke off. The two paused on the seventh floor. The Titans quarters lay here. Wil looked seriously at Umina.

I didnt say it in the bar, but I really am grateful for the opportunity to ask, Umina. If I hadnt won a question, Id have embarrassed my family and all the effort they put into helping me. Im glad both of us get to ask.

Me too.

Umina smiled at Wil. He wasnt her closest friend, but she felt a strong sense of connection with him in this moment. His uncertainty and nerves reflected her own. They were birds of a feather, with respect to Peki.

The Titans door was very, very large. Or so it felt. It was large enough to accommodate a Centaur, so it had a towering impression. Umina and Wil stared up at it.

It was silly. Both knew that Niers didnt even use this door, but a personal one through the Fraerling-ways. Even so, the door alone gave Umina butterflies. Slowly, she knocked.

Professor? Its us. Umina and Wil.

She waited. There was no sound from within. After a moment, Umina knocked again.

No response. She glanced at Wil. Were they early? But the young mans lips had compressed into a line.

I thinkProfessor?

He hesitated, and knocked louder. There wasnt so much as a peep from inside. Wil glanced at Umina, pointed to the door, and mouthed silently. She groaned.

He wouldnt

He would absolutely do that. Ill do it.

Wil squared his shoulders and put one palm on the doorknob. He turned it and Umina held her breath.

Unlocked.

Wil looked at Umina. Then, pale-faced, he pushed the door open. Umina saw only darkness beyond. She inhaled. Oh no, he really was gone

And then there was a flare of light. A shimmering orb of [Light] filled a glass orb in the center of the room. And the soft radiance illuminated a table.

Just a table. On the far wall there were shelves, huge shelves but tiny papers. An archive meant for someone far smaller than Wil and Umina. A painting hung above a scrying orb; another wall held what looked like an armory in miniature.

But most of the room looked like an office. Scrolls of parchment, velum, sheaves of paper, were organized on the desks and tables meant for regular-sized people.

This was a private room. But the bed, the chairs, and all the comforts of home could fit on one single table in the center. Theyd been pushed to one side today, however, the little magical chessboard, his wardrobeeverything neatly tidied to a corner. On the table sat large bowls full of snacks. Several bottles that were giant compared to the tiny furniture. The glowing light orb.

And standing amid the dishes, smiling, was the Titan of Baleros. He too was dressed for the occasion in colorful clothing. He even had a hat with a feather. He swept Umina and Wil a bow, taking the hat from his head.

Welcome!

Professor.

Umina exhaled in exasperation and wonder. Wil just sighed in relief. Niers Astoragons eyes twinkled as he straightened.

Come in, both of you. Sit, sit! And you can relax. That was the last test, I promise. Fraerlings honor.

Warily, not believing him for a moment, the two entered the room. They couldnt help but stare around at the shelves full of documents, the tiny possessions next to the huge furniture. This was a Fraerlings room. They had never seen one before; few of the small folk ever ventured into society at large. Fraerling villages were hidden. Umina almost wanted to giggle as she saw the Titans bed. She could pick it up, or hide it under a hat! But then she saw him sitting there and froze up.

Wil approached the table. There were two chairs at opposite ends. The Titan had one on the table itself. The [Lord] looked at the snacks and drinks.

Is thisa meal, Professor?

The Fraerling shrugged. He ushered Wil to one side, Umina to the other. He was smiling, looking as pleased and relaxed as theyd ever seen him.

Drinks, really. But if you want anything else, Ill have someone make it. Come now, sit! I told you, the tests are over.

Really, Professor? You had us ask you this morning. And now the door?

Umina sat cautiously. The chair was lovely and comfortable and she practically sank into it. Wil did the same, but he sat upright, nervous. The Titan sighed, but his eyes twinkled.

It was rather cruel of me. But I couldnt help it. You do have to learn how to speak to your superiors. A [Strategist] must be able to overrule a [King] if need be. Nevertheless, I apologize. And I do promise that was the last of it. Youre here! Sit down. Take a bite of something. Relax. Youve done it.

So saying, he sat down and snagged a date. It was comically huge compared to him, but the Titan, undeterred, simply pulled out a sword and sliced off a hand-sized chunk. He laughed at the expression on Umina and Wils face.

I seldom eat with you all. But believe me, Fraerlings can eat quite a lot! It still makes feeding us ludicrously cheap. Not to mention alcohol! Help yourselves. If youd like a drink, youll have to pour. It makes me a poor host, but at least I can serve myself.

He had a thimble-sized cup, and Umina was tickled beyond belief to see that each bottle had a tiny valve attached to it! Like a kegs spigot! They were made of metal and the Titan strode over to one and casually filled his cup.

Professor, is that?

The Titans eyes twinkled.

Oh, this? Just a Fraerling invention. We drill holes into a bottle and attach the spigot. Far easier than having something custom-made, isnt it? Help yourself! I think this wine isah, yes. Saverian Red, quite a good one. I have a few others; if you want a juice, theres one in that bottle. Watersno, wait, thats alcohol. Ah, there it is. Magically purified water. And spring water. Help yourselves! Come on, now!

Bemused, Wil looked at Umina, before reaching for the Saverian Red. Umina helped herself to the magically purified water; shed had a bit too much to drink already. Still, the snacks were calling to her and she gingerly picked up a few chips made of Yellats. The spicy chips were made even hotter by sprinkled pepper and there was a beautiful dip just waiting to help her with it

I thought we were asking a question, Professor. This seems more like a meal. If were taking up your time

Wils hesitation was waved away by Niers. He laughed as he settled back into his chair, munching on his date.

Not at all. I cleared my schedule, just as I said. Im free for the entire night. And you, Wil Kallinad and Umina Caxical, are my guests. Well sit and talk, so eat and drink to your hearts content! Dont worry about the question. While youre here, you may ask me anything you wish and Ill do my best to answer.

What?

The two students were astonished. Niers grinned.

Within reason. Secrets are secrets. But if you ever had a burning desire, to, say, ask me about the inner workings of my company, or any of the rumors surrounding meask.

Butanything, Professor?

I believe I said that, Umina.

But you said we get one question!

The Lizardgirl tried to control her tail and neck frills, both of which were trying to move in excitement. The Fraerlings eyes twinkled and he winked.

Thats just what I tell other students. Did you think Id march you in here one at a time and youd ask a question and leave after I answered?

They had thought just that. Wil and Umina exchanged a glance. Niers laughed quietly as he got up to grab a chip and some dip. He carried it back over his head and tossed it next to his seat. It was hilarious to watch and he winked at Wils face.

Laugh, Wil! I know its funny to see.

I wasntthen what is tonight, Professor?

A conversation.

Niers sat back in his chair. He ran a hand through his beard. And he smiled faintly, looking up at his two much younger students.

I know weve talked in class. But thats a different setting than now. Here, were not student and teacher, but people. You ask me questions, I answer. We have a dialogue, not an examination. Thats the prize. You two and me, getting to know each other for a night. The question is just the end of our discussion.

Umina and Wil exchanged a look. The Lizardgirl felt another flutter in her stomach, but it was fading. Niers sat back, looking from face to face on opposite side of the table. He lifted a cup.

So, then. To your victories at Daquin. It has long been overdue. To you, Umina, and you, Wil. Congratulations!

The two lifted their cups and drank. Niers drained his cup in one go. Umina did likewise and had to fill it with something stronger. The unabashed compliment had already put a fire in her cheeks. Wil likewise. Niers Astoragon was smiling as he got up to refill his drink. When he sat down again, he looked at them.

Whenever I have a student in this room, its always a mixed feeling. On one hand, I couldnt be prouder of you. Either of you. You did it. You defeated Tulm the Mithril and you won my game. Out of all your peers, you excelled. As a teacher, Im delighted. But also melancholic.

Sir?

Niers smiled as he looked at Wil.

Because it means your time at my academy, in my classes, is coming to a close. You two are nearing graduation. It might be in another year or two, or it could be sooner.

The two inhaled sharply. Niers nodded.

Its a sign. Well, your class is all nearing that point. But this moment especially is significant. I may never have Venaz in this room, or Yerranola, or Feshi or any of the others. Its not as though I offer the opportunity to win a question all the time. But I try to make time to have a one-on-one talk before each student goes. Sometimes it doesnt happen, of course.

And this is it?

Umina felt a pang in her stomach. Niers looked at her.

Not just yet, Umina, my dear. And we might speak like this again. I hope so, in fact! So, lets not drag down this discussionyou two arent graduates yet! Especially after your report! Failing to write your name

He laughed at the chagrin on Uminas face.

Im joking, Umina. You and Wil did well! But we wont talk about that. As I said, this is a conversation. I believe I dont do all the talking, although I know I tend to dominate discussions.

He looked meaningfully from side to side. Umina jumped and Wil cut in.

Erthat means youve done this before, Professor?

Oh, countless times! With many students! The winners of my games, obviously. As far back as when I started offering them.

The Titan waved a hand, smiling fondly at the memories only he could see. Umina was relaxing, or the strong liquid burning her forked tongue was.

Thenyouve had all your students in here, Professor? Or the best ones. That meansProfessor Perorn? Fleethoof?

One of my first winners. I think she sat in your very chair, Umina.

Niers winked at the Lizardgirl. Umina turned bright red. Wil coughed.

She didnt, Professor.

Oh, come now, Wil. Let Umina have her moment! No, she didnt. Centaurs and chairs dont mix. But she probably sat somewhere around where we are!

Niers laughed and Umina exhaled, grinning sheepishly. Niers waved a hand.

Yes. Ive had conversations with many, many students here. Some for the question, others just because I wanted to talk to them before they left. As people, not in our usual relationship.

Soif I may ask

Ask away! There are no bad questions here!

Niers chuckled. Wil nodded.

What about Tulm the Mithril?

Umina coughed on her chips. Niers paused. Both Wil and Umina remembered Tulm, and his overpowering presence at Daquin. But he too had been one of the Titans students. Umina tried to imagine him in one of their classes. But Niers just nodded.

Tulm, oh yes. And oh, no. I certainly taught him and had conversations with Tulm, but not ever here. Not after he won my game.

Really?

The two younger [Strategists] leaned forwards. Niers grinned ruefully.

You both know how he won my games? Yes? Well, do you think he sat in this room after burning down an entire city to win my game? I sent him his answer in letter form. If he and I had been here, it would have turned ugly. I was furious at him.

Really? But he won

By burning down a city! And putting thousands of lives at risk! But he did win; Ive just never seen eye-to-eye with him. Ill admit, he got me, but Tulm was a troublesome student. Brilliant of course, but he could get under my skin! Still, he was as young as you two when I taught him.

Niers frowned darkly, then brightened.

Would you like to hear all about his embarrassing mistakes?

Spellbound, Umina and Wil nodded. Niers chuckled.

You think you made a bad mistake by not writing your name on your report, Umina? One time we had an assignment to lead a group of [Soldiers] like this last projectonly in reality! Somehow, Tulm misheard the beach I wanted everyone to meet at and thought he was marching north. He made it three hundred miles and got hopelessly lostit was two weeks before we found him! He thought the monsters, [Bandits], and everything he ran into was part of the test!

He laughed. Umina giggled, trying to imagine that. Wil was trying not to, but he had to turn his head and chuckle. Niers went on.

And he was hopelessly enamored with one of my other teachers. A Selphid.

No.

Oh yes! He wrote a love letter and it got mixed up with my homework. It wasah, poetic in that Dullahan fashion. I think he nearly hopped off the citadels highest tower when he realized hed turned it in with his assignment. I still have a copy. Want me to find it?

No! I mean

Umina was aghast. Tulm the Mithril? Niers grinned.

Just remember hes a person too. And he was as young as you two! Of course, now hes a legend. But no ones perfect. Perorn

He paused.

Well, maybe I shouldnt talk about her. Shed probably stomp on me if I told you her mistakes.

She made some?

The Fraerling hesitated as he looked up at Wil, leaning down. Umina did likewise. The Titan wavered and then tapped one side of his nose.

The fishing incident. I dare say no more. If youve brave, youll get someone else to ask Perorn about it.

He chortled. And Umina and Wil laughed too. They were relaxed now. Suddenly, Umina found herself asking Niers, the Professor, the Titan questions. What was Perorn like as a student? And Wil was doing the same. They caught themselves, exchanged a glance.

It was a side of Niers they had never seen. And both of them felt it. This was a special moment. Something theyd earned. The Titan was speaking to them like equals. But neither could dwell on it; he was still talking.

And now Niers was speaking of Daquin. Theyd gone over the game in detail in a number of lessons, but the Professor was speaking to Wil, looking up at him, smiling fondly.

Brilliant work, Wil. Moving an entire strike force from Terandria to outside of Daquin by sea, unseen, and timing their attack? As logistics go, youre already above most average [Strategists]. Hone that talent, lad. Dont let it be your only trump card, but know that you have an advantage there and everyone will remember that fact.

Niers held up a finger.

With that said, you need work commanding a larger force. I dont expect any of my students to beat Tulm in a city-wide brawl, even with the element of surprise and the Order of Seasons, but your command, while good, was too straightforward. Tulm was expecting more surprises which never came, and when he found your measure he began pushing you back hard. Still, you managed to make him use one of his better Skillsno, two of them. Thats something to be proud of.

Wil nodded, breathless. The Fraerling turned to the Lizardgirl, and she felt a surge of apprehension. But Niers smile was kind.

Umina, I confess you werent in the light as much as Wil, but your tactics were just as brilliant. Tunneling through a septic tank? That takes bravery! Especially to be able to create sappers and use them when everything was reaching the climax of the battle! Your coolness under pressure and the ability to think far outside your opponents is what Ive seen you grow during your time as a student. A deserved win! You managed to outpace an entire force of [Knights] and every single one of your classmates!

Thank you, Professor.

He nodded.

Now, with that said, you didnt do it alone. What you lack, Umina, is the daring Venaz and Marian demonstrated, the willingness to take huge risks. Wil showed that too, come to that. Youre acting like a [Tactician] among [Strategists] and while that means you cut deep with surprising maneuvers, you need to develop your own authority and presence as a commander, not a squad leader.

It was fair. Umina felt a small sting to her pride, but she knew he was right. She took a gulp from her drink. Niers did likewise as he looked from student to student.

Those are your strengths and weaknesses. As [Strategists], you two still have something to learn. But Id still put you against any ordinary company-level [Strategist] and expect you to win handily! Functionally, youre both at the level of any graduate of my regular classes. What I want to see is how high youll get to before you graduate. And thats me in teaching mode. Back to conversation! I just had to tell you how proud I am of your victories.

Thank you, sir.

Wils cheeks were red again. He reached for a few dates and ate them one at a time before taking some water. Umina had already finished her cup. She fidgeted.

Professorcan I ask?

Id be offended if you didnt. Go on, Umina!

Okay then. Professor, why do you give out the right to ask a question for winning your game? Any question? Will you really answer it truthfully? What do you have to gain from something like that?

Wil looked up. And Niers eyes sharpened.

Ah, now youre asking the questions you really want to know the answer to. Dont worry! That wasnt your question. And Im happy to answer it.

So saying, he got up and began to pace around the table. He snagged a bit of cheese as he walked past a bunch of cubes, slicing a bit off to munch and eat. He looked up at last.

I know I shouldnt, but I have to make it a lesson. Old habits. Tell me, whats the purpose of a secret, you two?

They were back in class again, only the pressure wasnt so high. Umina sipped from her drink, thinking.

Knowledge, Professor? A potential advantage over someone else?

Good. Accurate, but not what Im looking for. Wil, your thoughts?

Thentrust? Safety, perhaps?

The Titan shook his head.

All good answers. But to me, the answer is: constancy. The purpose of secrets is to prevent change. Because the secret is kept, the world remains the same. Thats why you keep a secret. When you use it is when things change.

His students nodded, fascinated. Niers went on, walking up a wooden slope to slice a chunk out of a banana. His sword was enchanted, but he was using it like a table knife. And a fork.

Why do I offer a question? Well, to explain that, Ill talk about my world. Im second-in-command to the Forgotten Wing Company, one of the most powerful forces in all of Baleros. But not the undisputed best, yes? We have the Four Great Companies of Baleros. And, why not? Lets throw in Jungle Tails in as well. They were a Great Company and theyre still powerful.

Umina flushed. Only a Lizardfolk Company would have such a playful name. Niers smiled, nodding.

Not to mention other companies who are powerful, if not as large as the top four. All of us big players, well, were held by each other. No one wants one side to gain more power than we already have, so theres an unofficial agreement to ally to defend against an aggressor. If the Forgotten Wing Company moves now, two Companies or more will move against it. Stalemate, you see? Were too big, and all the alliances are too firmly entrenched. So we enjoy the luxuries of success without being able to break the status quo.

But you clash with other companies all the time, Professor.

He waved that away.

Border skirmishes, Umina. Wars by proxy. There hasnt been a major battle between our companies with hundreds of thousands of [Soldiers] on the line in over a decade. Even eighty thousand soldiers isnt much compared to what we can field.

The Lizardgirl nodded. Niers went on, frowning.

The trouble is, I dont appreciate the stalemate. Id like not to live the rest of my life like this. Id like the Forgotten Wing Company to gain even more power! But we cant. Not easily. We have too many enemies now. It might be different if it were easier to move abroad, forge alliances on other continents, even recruit and set up bases there. But the Iron Vanguard controls the seas and we have to negotiate hard to send armies to other continents. If we could expandbut Ive tried making our own navies time and time again, and Tulm shuts down my attempts each time. You cant keep a fleet that secret.

Wil looked like he wanted to take notes. So did Umina. This was Niers Astoragon, talking about the challenges of his position candidly and openly. She had no idea that hed tried to make a fleet. The Titan grimaced.

So back to your question, Uminasecrets. Why do I offer them? The better question is: whats stopping me? Its just a secret. Yes, its valuable, but whats that to me? Im rich! What good are secrets if theyre kept forever? Maybe I want to give my students some help. Maybe I think its a worthwhile incentive. MaybeIm just tired of everything being so constant.

He looked pointedly at Umina and Wil. They analyzed what he was saying.

So youre helping us to destabilize the balance of power?

The thought was mind-boggling. Niers waved a hand, smiling.

Dont worry, I dont intend for any one person to do that. Im just explaining, UminaI dont care if giving out a secret messes with the established order. I dont need to maintain it. In fact, Im counting on you two. All of you young [Strategists] to generate some excitement for me. Id hate to die of boredom.

The compliment took the words out of both students for a moment. But then Wil asked a question next. He had to. This was their chance. And oh, they had so many questions, rumors among the students they needed answers to. Umina couldnt imagine how much her classmates would kill to have been here. Theyd be buying her drinks for weeks when she told them about this moment! And this wasnt even the question!

Is Three-Color StalkerI mean, Lady Foliana really the head of the Forgotten Wing Company, Professor?

What, are you doubting the chain of command, Mister Kallinad?

Niers looked mock-offended. Wil bit into a tiny fried fish, removing the bones before answering.

Not at all, Professor. But its odd, given that she doesnt um, command? Wouldnt it make more sense for her to be second-in-command and you to lead?

I hear that all the time. But shes been a leader for a long time and I have to say, it works.

Niers shook his head. He spotted an ant and kicked it; Umina watched it fly away.

Damn things. Must have come with the food; I have ward charms. Anyways, where was I? Oh, yes. Foliana.

Niers shrugged.

Shes better at leading than I am, in a way. Shes unpredictable, disappears on me, has no social abilitybut thats fine in a leader so long as Im here. She scares the flesh off of other rulers and company leaders and they cant make her do anything she doesnt want. Its a symbiotic relationship, but yes, when she gives orders, I obey. Rare as that is, there have been times Ive been grateful for it.

So she actually is in charge.

Umina exhaled and looked at Wil. He winked at her, deadpan. Cameral owed Umina a gold coin! Niers laughed.

Leadership comes in different forms. And Foliana being our head means no one can truly ever figure out how well jump. Not even me! Besides, she and I have known each other for decades. Dead gods, over fifty years come to think of that.

In that casethat leads me into my question, Professor.

Umina almost raised a hand before she caught herself. Niers and Wil both laughed quietly. The drink was loosening tongues as well. And Niers wasnt using his bag of holding trick; his students had finally caught on to it.

What made you decide to become a [Strategist], Professor? Everyone knows you were a Named Adventurer before you formed a mercenary company, but what made youuh

Umina fell silent because she didnt know how to say it without being offensive. Niers smiled.

What made a tiny Fraerling decide he could take on the big, bad world? Dont worry, Umina. I get that question all the time. The answer iswell, do either of you have cats?

Cats?

Umina looked blank. Wil nodded.

We have some in the Kallinad household. Not many dogs; my mothers allergic.

Huh. Remind me never to visit the Kallinad estates. I hate cats. Im not keen on dogs either, or many pets. But cats I hate. You know why?

Umina didnt have to guess. The Titan was gesturing at his candle-sized height.

Theyre a danger to Fraerlings, right, sir?

Exactly. Cats love small objects. Even trained ones will kill anything as small as a mouse. Fraerlings are in danger around them. Cats are cruel, too. They kill things for fun. Theyre banned anywhere a Fraerling village exists, and everywhere where the Forgotten Wing Company holds power. They can stay indoors, but those damn things dont go outside.

Whats that got to do with you becoming an adventurer, sir? Or a [Strategist]?

If he says his family was killed by a cat, dont laugh. Umina repeated it twice and saw Wil doing the same. Niers smiled.

Im just bringing up cats because theyre a good example. Cats are deadly to Fraerlings. But uh, how many of your people do you know that have been killed by a cat?

Well, bobcats

Housecats, Umina.

Two?

Niers and Umina both paused and looked at Wil. He looked embarrassed.

Suffocation. I have a third-aunt who was suffocated in her sleep by all the cats she kept. And I heard about another death the same way.

Thats hilarious. Those damn furred monsters.

Niers shook his head. He waved Wils statement away.

Practically though, they dont savage you to death, right? Umina, youre no [Warrior] but I bet you could fight off a dozen cats if you had to. Fraerlings on the other hand? I knowdead gods, at least twenty eight people who died to cats. Imagine that.

The statement was sobering. Umina paused as she reached for a drink. Niers went on, gesturing to his body.

A Fraerling is strong. An adult can lift things many times their weight. I could toss that cup youre holding, Umina, even lift it when its full. But thats not much use when everythings so big, is it?

No, sir.

The Titan sighed. He sat back down in his chairs and stared upwards. When he spoke, it was distantly.

I grew up in a Fraerling village. Like most Fraerlings. Its rare we live elsewhere. Sure, some of us have that classic story where we live in a house unknown to the owners, but lets be real: thats dangerous. Its too easy to be squished. And rats! You ever think about fighting rats? They dont fight you, but to us theyre like bulls. Big, vicious, and smart. Cats terrify us. Now, imagine what its like for Fraerlings to fight a Troll.

He shook his head.

Theres no point to being a [Warrior] if youre a Fraerling. Not if you want to do anything with the tall folk. Oh, you can turn the tides and we have ways of dealing with huge foes, but its just a waste of levels when you get down to it. A Level 60 Fraerling [Warrior] can kill even a Griffin, but theyll still die if you stomp on them a few times.

What about magic?

Umina offered that uncertainty. Niers snorted.

Ever seen a [Fireball] cast by a Fraerling [Mage]? Size isnt everything where magic is concerned, but it matters. Theres this book by a Drake that goes into body mass and magic. GrimalkinI think theres a copy in the library. Anyways, that can be better, but Fraerlings are still too small. Its literally too hard for us to weave larger spells; we can throw tiny [Fireballs] all day, but thats not exactly what you need, is it?

He shook his head.

No. Fraerlings have to hide because were in danger. We can protect ourselves from rats; our [Warriors] can hack through a colony at high levels, but those are small threats. Big ones? No Fraerling can match an adventurer from another species. I knew that, growing up. I couldnt stand with other species as a [Warrior] or a [Mage]. I didnt want to be a [Crafter]. But there was one class that didnt care how big you were. And that was

[Strategist].

Both his students exhaled. The Titans lessons were often circular, but they always came back to the point via story or example. He nodded, his eyes flashing.

Exactly. It was my dream to leave my village. To be more than someone who had to hide from a stray housecat, or live in terror of an errant boot! And [Strategists] can affect any number of people! So I became one.

Just like that?

Niers looked vaguely offended.

We need [Strategists] in Fraerling villages too, Wil. Here, pass that bottle, will you? The Drake one. Thank you. Put it there. Yes, we need [Strategists]. And I was good at my job! I helped clear out this damn hornets nest on my first campaign, and I pushed back a boar herd.

He saw his students chuckling and raised his brows.

Oh, you laugh! But imagine fighting them with an army of people one foot tall at most? I was a higher-level [Strategist] than anyone else my age by the time I turned twenty! And when I left the village to go to an Adventurers Guild, I could have stood toe-to-toe with any of you in my classes now. Think of that!

Umina did. She stopped laughing. Wil leaned forwards.

You would have been an asset to a team, Professor. But I imagine it was difficult.

Niers nodded.

Oh yes! A [Strategist] buffing a team of adventurers? Giving them orders? I knew I could be invaluable. But no one wanted to take me on. They just laughed at the tiny Fraerling or tried to humor me. I spent three years going from team to team until I met a team that welcomed me. Foliana was a loner, then. We joined up and when I found a group that would actually listen to mewell, the rest is history.

He spread his arms. Umina nodded. Shed read of the Titans adventuring days. She edged forwards, picking at the dates as Niers continued. He was good at storytelling; it suited his personality.

First we were Bronze-rank. Bronze. I wasnt, and neither was Foliana, but our companions were just starting out, hence them being willing to take orders from me. But we werent that way for long. I was leveling fast, using my abilities to make my team take on bigger challenges. We became Silver-rank within the month. And we hit Gold the next year! Before we knew it, we were Named Adventurers.

You were a Named Adventurer.

You forgot that, sometimes. But the Titan had been one. Was he still one? His fame had eclipsed that rank, but there were so few Named Adventurers in the world. The Fraerling corrected Umina.

A team, not individual ones of course; no one would ever make me a Named Adventurer on my own. But I dare say we were some of the best of our generation! Thirty strong!

Thirty?

Wil paused, looking surprised. Niers grinned.

Why not? It makes sense! Numbers, if used efficiently, is strength! True, most teams cant sustain numbers higher thana dozen at best. Most are around four to five. Its not hard to understand why; maintaining a semblance of equality and balancing your income against maintaining families, gear, potions? Not to mention all the personalities you find in adventurers! Mine was different though; as a [Strategist], I could hold them together and get them to work on multiple missions at once. We were stronger than your average guild, in fact!

But why did you quit? What happened to the others?

Umina had heard all sorts of rumors. And here, at least, the Titans openness wavered. He paused, and his expression grew bleak.

Well, many joined the Forgotten Wing Company. If youre asking where all of them are nowmany passed away. On our final missionor after we started our company. In battle, from disease, timeits been fifty years, as I said.

He looked around, tired. Umina and Wil sobered. After a moment Niers shook his head.

Not all of them died; some just quit. In the end, it was just a handful of us left, the Forgotten Wing Companys original officers. And thenit was just Foliana and I from the adventuring days. So if youre asking how I got from a Fraerling village to hereit was because I wanted to interact with the big people. And being a [Strategist] means I can order anyone about. The rest of it? It was just natural progression.

He fell silent, and took another drink from his thimble-cup. Niers looked up.

Any more questions? Remember, the floors open. Or table.

Umina and Wil hesitated, looking at each other. They had another big one, butNiers tapped one foot.

Go on. I told you, nothings off-limits. If I dont want to tell you, I just wont.

He smiled lightly, as if he could see right through them. And perhaps he could. Umina felt like the first day shed ever sat in his class. Awestruck at meeting a legend in person. And he was so small. Until you looked at him and realized he was far larger than his actual body.

If I may, Professor? I have to know this. Would youtell us about your battle with Queravia?

Wil broke the silence at last. Umina exhaled slowly. Yes. Of the big questions they had, that was the last one. Niers slowly raised his head. He stopped smiling.

Ah. My famous battle with the King of Destructions [Strategist]. Queravia, the Gambler of Fates. You want to know how it went, I suppose?

Youve never told us in class. I mean, about the battle, but never the specifics. Does everyone ask, Professor? Everyone who comes here?

The Fraerling nodded, grinning.

Of course they do! They want to hear it from me. And to be fair, its a tale worth telling. Its just not one I care to tell to the public. You know all about it, of course?

Umina nodded. Shed heard Foliana give her speech about the famous battle three years in a row. The Squirrel Beastkin didnt even change her words, but it still got her applause each year with the retelling. But she had never heard the Titan telling his version of it.

Was there something secret about the battle?

No. Yesdamn. Lets go from the beginning.

Another lecture, Professor?

Umina teased the Titan. He scowled, and then grinned.

No, this isnt a lecture. Well, perhaps it is. Weve gone over the King of Destructions tactics and the way he was able to so effectively crush his opponents with grand strategy. Everyone knows that. But I want to tell you some of the information I dont share about the end of the King of Destructions rampage.

Umina and Wil exchanged another look. Secret information? They edged even closer, rocking the table. The Titan nearly lost his footing.

Careful! My wardrobes over there! Yes, secret information. Alright, scoot in. This is what I dont teach in my lessons. Part of it is due to caution; it could land me in trouble if I were accused of spreading rumors. And the other reason is because, frankly, theres little to learn. First, lets talk about the war. Hed taken Chandrar and was splitting up his armies to invade both Izril and Baleros at once.

And thats where he failed, right, sir? The Minotaurs ambushed his fleets at sea and killed one of his Seven. The Blighted King sent an army from Rhir and defeated Takhatres while the Walled Cities stalemated his armies. And in Baleros

I killed Queravia.

Niers put his cup down. He stood, looking from face to face.

Yes. And after that, the King of Destruction entered his slumber and his kingdom collapsed. But it wasnt that simple. You see, we teach that he was overextending, overconfident, and naturally he lost. But in truth, he was close to winning. Or at least, his strategy might have let him throw two continents into war.

Really? But his decision to split his armies

It was intelligent. Risky, but he knew the world was coming for him. And like the Goblin King in decades since then, weve seen that few people can fight every army at once. So the King of Destruction changed tactics. Rather than let Chandrar be invaded and fight a defensive war, he, or perhaps Queravia, devised a bold strategy. Occupy two continents in war and force the battles to happen there.

But how would he fight on two fronts?

Wil was perplexed, trying to see ahead of the answer. So was Umina. She blinked.

Waitwas itthe Gnolls?

Wil and Niers looked at her. The Titans eyes glittered.

Full marks. Yes. Thats what I believed at the time. The King of Destruction had declared war against the Drakes. But I thoughtperhaps he would reach out to the Gnoll tribes. Ally with them. Izril is divided. He could have reached out to the Humans too. And on Baleros? Look at our divided continent! Who might he have reached out for here?

Neither student had to think.

Selphids.

Half-Gazers too.

Niers Astoragon inclined his head.

Exactly. All the species who dont have power. Who are shunned, by most groups. I employ Selphids in the Forgotten Wing Company, but if Flos Reimarch offered them a chance to take back power? Their land? Gnolls. Selphids. Half-Gazers. Maybe even the Minotaurs, before they decided to oppose him. He would have been their champion. But you know what terrified Wistram and Rhir?

Umina and Wil inhaled sharply. Wil finished the thought.

Demons. But he wouldnt have allied with the Demon King. Surely not!

He looked appalled. Niers didnt answer at once. He looked around, meeting both students gazes.

This is why I dont teach this openly. But yes, he might have. Who knows? Its just speculation. But Ill wager you diamonds to dust that Wistram used that to move the Blighted King to send an army against the King of Destruction.

So thats why Rhir sent an army.

Wistram is dangerous.

That was just a fact. Both students nodded. Niers went on.

So that was his strategy. And it might have worked! Youve heard Folianas speech. Queravia landed with one army, separated from the King of Destructions vanguard after the battle with the Minotaurs. She was cut off, but she made a stand and crushed an army sent by two Great Companies! She was waiting for reinforcements, daring all of Baleros to take her on. And she won.

Umina watched Niers walking back and forth slowly. His eyes were bright and glittering in the room, lit only by mage light.

If she had kept going, he could have won. He lost one of his Seven against the Minotaurs, yes. But six remained. Amerys was fighting on Izril, holding down an entire Walled City! The Gnolls might have rallied if the King of Destruction had landed more armies there. And on Baleros? With more time, how many companies would have embraced Flos for a chance to rise in power? He could have done it.

But for you.

I saw it coming. And I took an army. Queravia had crushed one, but there was still a chance to defeat her. I gathered every force I could in a thousand miles and marched on her. Even soher army had leveled from her victories and she had his elites. His Dreamers as well. I was facing the best of Chandrars forces, and cut off as they were, I knew it was a gamble. But I had to risk it. And that day I put myself against the Gambler of Fates. [Strategist] vs [Strategist].

And he won. But Niers didnt look proud. He shook his head.

You want to know what happened on that day, Umina, Wil? The truth was that when we joined battle, from the first twenty minutes, I knew I was losing.

No.

He nodded, staring backwards through time.

Oh yes. Queravia was a genius. As gifted as Ive ever seen. But it was her unique style that threw me. I realized in the first engagement why she had beaten two Great Companies. It was down to her Skills. Herpersonality. Her luck. Let me give you an example.

The Titan paced down the table. He came back with a chessboard Umina recognized. She inhaled as she saw the glowing magical pieces. They were in the middle of a game. The Titan carefully put it down and picked up two pawns. He showed them to her and Wil.

Lets say there was a matchup. Not a chess board; we know the outcome of each piece, but a real battle. Two units ofpikes, say, charging each other. The odds are incalculable wholl win. Youre too busy as a [Strategist] to analyze their levels or makeup; you just see the opportunity to clash or withdraw. What do you do?

See if it benefits me to take the charge, distract the opponent. If not, retreat?

It wasnt really a good question for a hypothetical. Umina shrugged uncomfortably. Niers nodded.

Fair enough. Wear them down if its strategic, force them to spread out and fight. But if you keep getting those encounters, do you keep committing?

No, sir. Thats too risky. Id always want a scenario where I can win, or delay at acceptable

Umina trailed off. Niers nodded. He pointed to the two pawns, then put them back where they had been.

Exactly. No sane [Strategist] gambles with an outcome. We take calculated risks, but we always try to create areas where we win, sometimes at the cost of others. Pull in here, sacrifice this unit, but hammer the opponent where it hurts here. Dont risk a pivotal outcome to chance. But Queraviashe was a [Gambler]. Andremember her title? She wasnt just a [Gambler]. She was lucky.

You mean in general, Professor? Or with dice?

The hair was rising on Wils neck. On Umina, her scales were tingling. Niers shook his head.

No. I mean everything about her was lucky. If there was any scenario where it was up to the oddssixty percent. Six out of ten. Thats what I think she had.

Sixty percent?

He nodded.

If every time you flipped a coin, the chances were half and half of it being either side, Queravia had a sixty percent chance of it going her way. And that extended to uncertain matchups. She just had more luck than me. So if we met with two equal units

He indicated the pawns.

Six times out of ten, she won. And sometimes, against impossible odds, her tactics would work. And that created a huge difference over time.

Slowly, the Titan sat. And now his students could almost see the battle, reflected in his voice, his eyes.

She was winning. It was like I was playing against luck herself. Shed send in a group of swords to charge a flank I was sure theyd lose and theyd cut through. Arrows would miss taking out a [Captain]. She lost, yes, but she was winning. A unit of pikes would cut through an elite group. And suddenly they were heroes on the battlefield. That was how she fought. She made heroes out of ordinary [Soldiers]. And they leveled with each victory.

Thats not fair.

It flew against everything Umina had been taught. Niers raised an eyebrow.

Fair? She just had an advantage on her side, Umina. An extra factor called luck. And she used it.

The Lizardgirl flushed. Wil just looked at Niers.

Then how did you beat her, sir?

At first I didnt. I had more soldiers, and resources and she was defensive. But her luck kept equalizing situations. I dare say I was better in pure strategy by a bit. I like to think so, or I would have lost outright. But neither of us could win. We justhit each other. Again and again. It was a slaughter, but she was slowly overpowering my army. I knew it. So, in desperation, I changed tactics.

What did you do?

Niers looked up. Umina expected a grand plan, a speech, a lesson of strategy. But all he did was shrug.

I created a scenario where she couldnt turn the odds. I charged her front, tied up all her forces in an all-or-nothing assault. And in the confusion, I found her command. And I killed her.

Both Umina and Wil waited. But that was all Niers said. He looked around and filled his cup with the strongest alcohol there was. Wil croaked and reached for his own cup.

Thats it?

He drank.

Thats it. Nothing special. Remember when Cameral got you with an arrow in battle, Umina? He was losing the battle, but when you were removed, your force fell apart. Thats all I did. Theres nothing to teach; I just forced a confrontation and I won.

It was anticlimactic. Umina saw at once how it made sense. But she knew why the Titan didnt speak of it. There was somethingNiers tossed his cup down bitterly. He looked past them and shook his head.

I suppose I was the better [Strategist] since the attack on her command worked. Its a valid tactic. The one that walks away wins. But thats the irony of it. I teach you all that victory is what counts. But I cant help but remember that battle with guilt. She outfought me, Umina, Wil. She had just one weakness and I hit it. To this day, I feel like I robbed the world of a truly great mind. I wish there had been another way. But I won. And the King of Destructions dreams fell apart there. Thats all there was to it.

He sat down heavily and Umina and Wil looked at each other. Umina didnt know what to say. She only had one thought. No, two. The Titan spoke of Queravia with regret. She had been his better, or at least, so he believed. He regretted killing her, because he was alone. Alone but forher eyes lingered on the chessboard with the ghostly pieces. And then she thought of the second thing.

He had killed her. Himself. She wanted to ask how. But Niers was sitting still. He looked up, smiling faintly, and shook his head.

Im melancholy when drunk. Pass me some snacks, Umina?

She did. Niers broke off a huge chip and began to eat it.

Enough of that story. You have your answer. Its not glorious, but it is a secret. The King of Destruction. Wistramdead gods, I hate the Academy. My scrying orb is warded against them, but I know they have eyes and ears everywhere. Lets talk of happier things. The nights not over yet. A few more questions. I get to ask you a few, about you two! And thenwell, well have time for one last question, wont we?

He smiled. And Umina and Wil felt a surge of apprehension. They looked out the dark windows. It was nearly time.

-

Niers Astoragon sat alone in his room. On the table, in his chair. The bowls of snacks had been mostly depleted, and he himself felt stretched from all hed consumed. Still, he wasnt about to succumb to exhaustion or alcohol or food comas yet. The most important moment of the night had yet to come.

It was a knock on the door. The Titan looked up.

Enter!

Wil Kallinad stepped into the room. The young man adjusted his clothing and walked towards his seat. He was more familiar now, but apprehension had returned his nerves. Niers chuckled softly.

Sit down, lad. We were just talking.

Yes, sir. Professor. Excuse me.

Red-faced, Wil sat. Niers raised an eyebrow.

Did Umina win the contest, or did you?

Wil blinked, and then smiled ruefully.

I won, sir. I wanted to

Get it over with?

Niers looked kindly at the [Lord]. Wil hunched his shoulders, and then straightened. He met Niers eyes.

Frankly, Professor? Yes. I truly enjoyed our conversation. My questionits not fascinating to me. Should I ask you now?

Go ahead.

Niers waited. Wil sat up and took a deep breath. Then another. He came out with it in a rush.

Professor, what is the most valuable piece of information that will aid the Kallinad family at this moment?

He looked at Niers. And the Titan stared back. He searched Wils unhappy face. And then he reached for his drink. Niers thought better of it at the last second and pushed it away. Then he just looked at Wil.

Thats your question, is it, Wil Kallinad?

Yes sir.

Wil broke away from Niers gaze. The Titan nodded thoughtfully.

A good question. One that will aid your family. Did your father choose it for you? One of your family members?

Wil flushed.

They had suggestions, sir. But I chose it myself. Do you think its a wise question?

Is that your question?

Niers laughed softly and waved a hand.

Sorry. No, to be frank, its a fine question. And Ill answer to the spirit of itIm not some malicious monster, Wil. But lets be honest a moment, before I answer. Thats not really what you wanted to ask, is it?

No, sir. Its not.

Niers nodded softly. Wil hesitated, opened his mouth, and then shook his head. He rested his hands on his knees, squeezing them tight.

I wont change my mind, though, Professor. I owe my family a debt for the ships and all the effort they spent. Not to mention enrolling me here! I cant ask another one.

I understand.

The Titans voice was sympathetic. He paused.

Out of curiosity, Wil. If you could have asked, what would have been your question?

The young man looked up. For a moment Niers thought he wouldnt reply, but then the words spilled out of him in a rush.

What is the greatest treasure or mystery of this world that you know of concretely that has yet to be uncovered, Professor? To clarifyhow may it be found? What are the dangers? Where would one begin searching?

He looked up, his eyes shining. And then he glanced down. Niers smiled wryly.

Multiple questions in one. But the spirit is good.

I didnt workshop the question, sir. I knew I wouldnt ask.

The [Lord] mumbled again. It was so at odds to the confidence the young man had shown at Daquin. Niers felt for him.

Why that question, Wil? If you could have asked?

Well, the possibility, sir. I dont know what the best thing to ask for is. A dungeon? A shipwreck? Aa Dragons horde? A riddle with an artifact? But you do. So I thought you would answer me fairly. And I have the means to attempt to find whatever you told me!

Wil looked up, eagerly. He gestured to his clothes, only a bit stained by the nights frivolities.

The Kallinad family is wealthy, Professor. And if I made the request, my father might grant me the resources and even forces I asked for. We have ties to the Order of Seasons and to our kingdom, Pheislant. I could request [Knights] to join an expedition, ask for volunteers among my classmates with the summer break coming up

He paused.

The greatest opportunity of a lifetime. Its romantic, sir, but even though Im a [Strategist], Id like to be a hero out of legends. Someone who found some great treasure, or did something truly amazing. Like Thivian Stormless. I know its childish, but

He looked at Niers. The Titan sat up.

Childish? Wil, I had the same dream in that Fraerling village. I wanted to be a hero too. Why do you think I was an adventurer all those years? Its not childish. Its a dream.

Wil nodded, eagerly, looking up, validation surging in his eyes. But then his face fell.

Its a risk, though, Professor. And it might not pan out. Even if it does, I could die. If it was just me asking, I would. But my family

You wont change your question? I could answer it, you know.

That hurt him. Niers regretted saying it, but he had to ask. Wil hesitated, and then hunched down again.

No, sir. My duty to House Kallinad comes first.

If youre sure.

Wil gritted his teeth.

I am, Professor.

The Fraerling watched him. And the he nodded.

You have the right to ask me any question in the world, Wil. Any one at all. You chose, and so, to the best of my knowledge, Ill reply. What aids House Kallinad the most at this moment? Im honored they think I would know. The Forgotten Wing Company has no contracts with Terandria and I have visited the continent only a handful of times. However, somewhat ironically, I do know something of value. Worthy of the question.

Wil looked up. Niers stood, and took his cup. He stared into the clear liquid before turning back to Wil, and his tone was brisk.

Wil. Your half-brotherno, pardon me, your cousin, Girent, is engaged to a member of Houseblast, Im a bit drunk. House Havrington, isnt that right?

The du Havrington family, yes, Professor.

Wil sat up, suddenly alert. The Titan nodded.

What do you think of them? Between us?

Wil was cautious, but he relaxed as he looked around the Titans rooms, one of the most secure in the world.

Iknow some of them. I cant say Im fond of their family, Professor. Theyre rather

Human-centric? Bigoted? Ive met them too, Wil. This is just between us.

All of the above, sir. But my father wants peace with them. Hence the marriage.

And he is marrying a girl. Thirteen. Lady Cassicel Havrington, who would be by bloodline next in line to the position of [Marquis] and fourth by blood to the Havringtons own line of succession. Correct?

Wil nodded slowly.

Yesyes. Its just political. Shell live in our household. Girent isnt happy about it, but he doesnt have to live with the du Havringtons, and this is a big concession for them to end the hostilities between our families, so were putting a lot into the marriage. What of it?

Niers took a gulp from his cup. The fiery liquid burned his throat. The Titan sighed.

Its a sham. The marriage, I mean. The entire damn thing is fake.

What?

The [Lord] sat up, alarm written over his face. Niers held up a hand.

Dont panic! This isnt an assassination at a wedding. Nothing so dramatic. Rather, its political. Messy. Lady Cassicel is not a pure-blood bloodline. In fact, her grandmother was a commoner. By marrying her, youll invalidate your offspring unless you induct her as a Kallinad. Either way, it will be a disaster politically.

Yesbut how do you know that, sir? That would be a scandal! If we married Girent and they revealed her blood wasnt pure, it would be a scandal! And we gave themwould they reveal it now? Noin a decade!

Perhaps when your father passed or later still. It would be used at the most opportune time to embarrass the Kallinads, perhaps if your family were trying to leverage your ties against the du Havringtons. Either way, they gain a truce and a weapon to use against you.

Wil nodded. He was aware of the politics, more so than Niers. He sat back, staring.

This is huge. But how do you know this, Professor? This should be the most secret of information. Only the family of the du Havringtons would know this, unless there was a leak?

Niers shook his head.

Not that I know of. And I only know this information by coincidence. You see, WilLady Cassicel. I knew her grandfather.

How?

Wil leaned over. Niers gestured at him to take a drink. He returned to his seat, speaking crisply.

Its not a fantastic story. Back when I was first beginning the Forgotten Wing Company with Foliana, we were looking for officers. Recruiting anyone of talent, really. You know how it goes? Well, one of the people who enlisted was a [Lord]. Human. From Terandria, although he never said where.

A Havrington?

Yes. Lady Cassicels grandfather. We didnt know, of course. We just called him Bedil. Good old Bedil. He was a [Lord] and he had decent Skills so I entrusted him with the command. He did good work, but he was running from something. He only told me who he was when they caught up with him.

Who?

His family.

Niers tipped the glass he was drinking, walked over to the water through the puddle. He looked back at Wil.

I think he ran away from his family. He had a few artifactsand its not uncommon. He was a decent man, Wil. And his family werent. He served with me for six years until they came for him. Then it was [Bounty Hunters] and mercenaries, and Foliana and I found ourselves fighting Terandrians! We didnt want to give him up, but Bedil gave in when he realized his family wouldnt stop.

Why did they want him back?

Niers raised his eyebrows.

Because he was theirs. Because he might embarrass them? Frankly, I think, because they wanted to marry him off. Either way, he gave in. His family took himthey never said who they were and he only ever told me his identity, so I think they assumed we were in the dark. Typical arrogance. But there was just one hitch. Can you imagine what that was?

Wil was no fool. It took him only a second before his eyes widened.

He had a child.

A wife and a child. Two, actually.

Niers nodded. He sat down, recalling it.

He was married, actually. It wasnt a casual thing. She wasoh, a Lizardwoman.

A

Fertility spells. I think both their children were Human. Lucky for them. But Bedil did love her. And when they took him, they brought his family too. Cant have their bloodlines running about.

But this is huge, sir. Other species marrying into a family like the du Havringtons? If it was Kallinad, it would be big enough, butthey covered it up. I never heard of a Lizardwoman in the du Havrington family. But their servants?

Wil was pacing. Niers nodded.

I can only speculate. I never heard from Bedil again; I dont think he was allowed much freedom. If he still lives.

He does, Professor. Ive never seen him except at a few gatherings, but

Good. But regardless, I know what his children looked like. And I can count. He has four heirs, doesnt he? And his current wife

Human. Theyre all from her, or thats what the bloodlines say. But if two came from his first wife

Then theyre not purebloods. In fact, they share Lizardperson ancestry. Maybe a few unobtrusive scales? Fertility spells have a few quirks. Either way, Lady Cassicel is descended from his firstborn son. So

All of his descendants are ineligible without having been inducted into the Havrington family. Which they might have been! His wife might well have been inducted by virtue of marriage. But

Wil caught himself and shook his head.

Not in the Du Havrington family. It would be a huge scandal.

The Fraerling nodded. He looked into his drink and concluded.

It will be a huge scandal. A blow to the Kallinad family, although not so much I daresay. It really only benefits the Havringtons to invalidate your marriage and end the feud between your families; theyve been getting the worst of it.

Yes. And if they revealed Lady Cassicels ancestryitll be a feud again. But it will wreck our reputation as much as theirs. Damn them. This is low. And theyre using Lord Bedils children in other marriages! Their bloodlines are pureno wonder the Havringtons have been accepting marriages for

Wil trailed off. It was a foreign political system to Niers, but he knew a backstab when he saw one. And this was a good one, if Wils expression was anything to go by. The [Lord] looked at Niers, hesitated, and nodded.

Itthatit is very valuable, Professor. My father will appreciate the information greatly. Thank you.

And he would, too. Wil could only imagine how that tidbit would be used. It would wreck the Havringtons if deployed correctly, and save his family some embarrassment. And yetWil sagged. Niers watched him.

You dont look too happy for someone whos received the answer to his question.

The young man couldnt answer back. He just hung his head. Niers looked at him sympathetically.

Duty is a hard thing, Wil. I cant tell you its better to live for yourself; its something you have to weigh.

Wil might have nodded. His head jerked and he looked up. He hesitated and bit his lip.

If I hadnt asked, would you have used the information yourself, Professor?

You mean to threaten the Havringtons or warn House Kallinad? No, Wil. Some secrets you just keep. I have enough trouble without getting into Terandrian politics. You cant really ever get out once you put a foot in.

Niers looked amused as he shook his head. That made Wil feel a bit better. Even so, he rose slowly.

Ive fulfilled my obligations to my family. The du Havringtons will pay for this. Thats some consolation. Professor, thank you. The question was worth it.

Just not for him. Niers nodded. He watched Wil excuse himself, walk towards the door. Niers hesitated. And he looked at Foliana and she nodded.

Wil.

The young man turned back. Niers paused, and then spoke slowly.

Your dream of adventure. Dont give it up. If you look for it, Wil, it will find you. When it does, reach out and grab it.

Wil hesitated. Then he smiled and ducked his head.

Thank you, Professor. I will.

He left. Niers watched him go and then the door shut. He paused, and then sighed, and took another gulp of his drink. One down. Then the Titan of Baleros raised his voice.

Umina?

-

Umina was nervous. Beyond nervous. Terrified, but so scared she was calm. Shed seen Wil leave, looking unhappy and relieved. Now it was her turn. Umina walked into the room. She sat down at the Titans bidding, and looked at him.

Um. You answered Wils question, Professor?

I believe I did. Whether it is to his satisfaction, we will see. I cant speak to you of it, but he has his answer.

The Fraerlings voice was neutral. Umina nodded, squirming. She looked towards the door as it closed. Shed left it open. Niers waved a hand.

Automatically closing doors. Handy for Fraerlings.

Sorry, Professor. UmI know this is my chance to ask my question. Butmay I ask something before that?

Certainly.

He smiled at her. Reassured, Umina took a breath. She hesitated, but she had been able to talk to Niers this night. So it was only with a bit of difficulty she spoke.

Ium, Professor, this is a bit silly. But I wanted to ask about me. As a student.

Niers eyes focused slightly.

Go on.

Iam I special, Professor? Do I stand out? As a student?

The question exited Umina in a rush. The Titan blinked. He sat back slowly, as she looked at him. Then he smiled fondly.

Thats an odd question. Of course you stand out! Ive never had a student pop out of the ground covered insewer waste during my games! That was a surprise! You beat your fellow students!

Yes sir. But that was luck as much as strategy. Im talking about me as a student.

The Titan shrugged lightly. Umina watched him, her tail curled up.

Youre gifted, sharpyou come up with the most unorthodox solutions most often, which is what I like to see. Of course youre special!

Professor.

The Fraerling paused. Umina looked at him and spoke slowly.

I think youre lying to me. Ortelling half-truths. I need to know. What if I made it my question, Professor? Honestly, am I unique?

Niers looked at her. Really looked at Umina. And she felt a pit in her stomach. Shed admired him. She wanted to be like him. Shed tried her best to excel, to be worthy of the legend of her teacher. So she knew the answer when he covered up his reply with his praise. And she knew the answer before he spoke now.

No.

The word hit Umina like a brick. Niers sat up. He looked at her. A bit sadly.

You did ask. And if you made it our question, Umina, I would sayno. Do you stand out? Yes. But are you

Special?

She looked at him. Niers shook his head slowly.

Im sorry. But if youre asking if I see something I havent seen before? I dont. I see a brilliant young [Strategist], Umina. But you have to understand. I taught Perorn, Umina. Perorn, Tulmall of them. They were all my best students. And you know what? I didnt even think they were the best at the time.

You didnt?

The Professor sat back. He looked backwards and shook his head.

Some of them stood out, like Tulm. Most surprised me. I can remember students I thought would change the world, replace me, who died. Or just never became anything. Some of them were so gifted I couldnt believe it. Others had special talents, Skills, classes. That made them special. If you want to know if I see that spark

He shook his head. Umina bit her lip. She wasnt going to cry. Niers was speaking to her like an adult, not a child. He looked up, kindly, but seriously.

Im sorry to tell you like that. But if you were asking if I saw a great spark in youI dont. And overconfidence

Kills. I know, Professor.

Did you have to ask? His gaze looked pained. Umina only dipped her head once. Shed wanted to know. It was a bitter truth. It had soured the moment. After a moment, Niers sighed.

Umina

Its fine, Professor. Waswas that my question?

No. No, it wasnt. Ask. By all means.

He shook his head firmly. That relieved Umina. She sat up. And he looked at her.

You have any question in the world, Umina. Any one within my power. Ask.

She nodded. She looked him in the eye. And she channeled her pain, her disappointment, into a question that was the best she could ask.

Professor, what is the identity of your mysterious chess opponent?

Niers Astoragon blinked. He stared at Umina. And she rejoiced in the surprise on his face. He stared at her, smiled, and then grew serious. He shook his head.

Ask me another question, Umina. Please.

That was my question, Professor. Cant you answer it?

She challenged him, shaking with nerves. The Titan laughed softly. He raked a hand through his hair.

Id forgotten there was a question I could be asked that would bother me! Sudden developmentsto answer you, Umina. No. I dont know for certain. I have a guess. And I could tell you a number of things. But let me speak.

He held up a hand, forestalling Umina. The Titan got up, looked at her.

I know what I promised. But I dont want to tell you. Isometimes I advise students on what question they should ask. Or guide them to the right answer. Im doing the same now. Umina, ask me where some buried treasure is. I do actually know a cache or two. Ask me about something else. This answer wont bring you anything of benefit, I promise you.

But its my question. Why dont you want to answer it?

The Lizardgirl persisted. Niers sighed again.

Its dangerous. Some questions my students have asked in this room, Umina? Theyve gotten them killed. Others are safer. This question? Its very dangerous.

Why? Because of who your opponent is?

She was fishing. Niers ignored her question.

Its a dangerous question because Ill know that you know. And you might find yourself on the board against the deadliest of opponents. It touches my affairs, Umina. And thats a precarious spot to be in, even if Im trying to protect you. What would you do with the information? Use it? Sell it? Either way, you put a target on your back.

That was true. But Umina was certain.

I want to know, Professor. But if you want me to, Ill ask another one.

Yes! Go on. Please.

Niers looked relieved. Umina stared him right in the eye. Her neck-frills opened a bit. She felt powerful in this moment. Shed bothered the Titan, the Professor. Now she asked the second question on her mind.

Okay then, Professor. Then heres my second question. What was the answer to the question Tulm the Mithril was going to ask you if he won at Daquin?

This time, the pause was even longer. Niers looked up at Umina. And she saw his indecision. At last, he turned and reached for his cup. He took a long drink, and then turned and grinned at her.

Clever. I dont want to answer that one either.

Really? Are these questions so hard, Professor?

Umina almost felt like she was teasing him. It was a heady feeling. Niers waved one hand, shaking his head.

Honestly? Yes, Umina. Not many of my students ask questions that are sodangerous. Its actually hard to ask that kind of question. But these two secrets?

He waved a hand.

Congratulations. Many of my students ask about secrets. Personal ones, like the identity of a father. The location of something. The truth aboutwell, I cant say. And I find it for them, or I tell them. Its students like you, who dont have anything they want that trouble me. Are you sure I cant offer you a question about gold? Personal power? An artifact?

He looked at her hopelessly. Because he knew her, and he knew the answer before Umina shook her head. She smiled at him, delighting in the moment.

One or the other, Professor. A classic chess fork.

He blew out his cheeks.

Did I hurt your feelings that much earlier?

She nearly laughed at him.

No, Professor. Im just your student, and I chose the two questions I thought would bother you most in the world. Because theyre the most valuable to me.

He laughed. And there was pride in that laughter. Umina laughed too. And her hurt heart soothed. She wasnt special. And she had known that. She had wanted to bejust like Wil wanted to be a hero. But she was ordinary. And yet, this ordinary student had the Titan in a trap.

It was a moment shed remember forever. Niers Astoragon saluted Umina with his mug and drained it. He stared at her, weighing both questions. She didnt know which was worth more. But he did. And his decision told her just as much about the invisible weight of each question.

At last, Niers Astoragon spoke. He stepped forwards and Umina lowered her head. Niers smiled, sighed, and shrugged. As if to say, what can you do? Umina wished shed asked him if he was really cursed by killing Queravia. But then he whispered towards her earhole.

Alright. Listen carefully. Because I will only ever say this once. The answer to

-

Later. Umina walked through the streets of Elvallian. It was close to dawn; shed been speaking with the Professor and Wil all night. And her question had come as the next day began. She was drunk, and her head was spinning. She was upset too, as she stumbled down the street. Regretsoh, they piled on her.

She had her answer. But it was confusing. And it waswell, Umina felt like shed made a mistake. She should have asked for gold, or the location of a magical artifact. Or made him tell her about his chess partner. That way Umina would at least be the most popular student in the academyfor months! Instead, all she had was a secret that belonged to someone else.

It was a big secret. Yes. But it put her in danger. Niers had bid Umina good night and shed seen the worry in his eyes. For her. Not-special Umina. Why had she asked that? It was justshed always wanted to know

It hurt. Umina stumbled into her apartment after eight tries. The door hadnt been locked. She looked up and heard an exclamation.

Umina!

The Lizardgirl lurched backwards. But it was only Marian. The Centauress got up from where shed been resting.

Its so late! Are you drunk?

Maybe.

Umina mumbled. Marian guided to her to her bed, fishing for a water canteen.

You were out for ages! Wil got backeveryones pestering him and he says the Professor talked! About his past!

We did. And then we got our questions answered. Just like promised.

Marian paused. She looked at Umina and the Lizardgirl saw her friend bite her lip.

You dont look happy. Was it something bad?

Maybe? I dont know. Its not that, Marian. I asked the Professor a question before that. I asked him

Umina broke off. But Marian was looking at her and the words spilled forth.

I wanted to ask if I was, you know, special

Marians face fell. She trotted over and sank to her knees. Her upper body hugged Umina.

Oh, Umina. You silly little lizard! Whyd you do that?

That brought on the tears at last. Shed held them so well in the Titans office. Now though, with Marian hugging her, Umina let them spill out. That was the thing about good friends. Umina didnt have to speak. She just let Marian hug her as she sniffled into her friends shirt. The Centauress sighed.

I get it. I understand, Umina. Everyone wants to know. I mean, Yerranola, FeshiI bet theyre curious too. But theres a difference between knowing and knowing. Why did you ask?

I dont know! But I had to ask! I wanted to be, Marian. And I was drunk andhe said no.

Marian stroked Uminas head softly.

Its okay. Its okay, Umina. You had to knowbut you knew the answer. We all do!

Umina stiffened. The words hurt. But Marian was looking at her and Umina couldnt escape the obvious. She sniffed. It was true. Look at Perorn! Or Tulm! It had been arrogance that made her think she was special, someone Niers hadnt ever seen before. It was right that hed taught her. Arrogance killed. But Marian was going on, patting Umina on the back.

And itd never work out, anyways. I mean, I had a huge crush on the Professor the first year, but when you think about ithis age is the least of the problems. Hes a teacher, were students. And Fraerlings just cant have relationships with other species. Its just unrealistic to assumewhat?

Umina stared up at her. The Centauress hesitated. Slowly, Umina shook her head.

Marian. I asked him if I was a special student. If I stood out from the rest! What did you think I asked?

The Centauress froze. Then she scrambled to her hooves. Suddenly, Marian was bright red. She stammered.

Me? Nothing! Thats what I said! Youre not a special student! Of course youre not! Thats hubris! I neveryou didnt hearthats a secret, understand? Ive gotta go!

She looked around, and then practically galloped out of Uminas room. The Lizardgirl stared at the open door, listening to Marian clatter down the incline. She laughed, shakily, and wiped at her tears.

Now thats a secret.

She felt calmer now, after crying a bit. And Umina did regret asking that question. It was stupid vanity. She crawled into bed. She shouldnt have asked. But she could only add that to a list of her mistakes shed remember forever.

And the night had been glorious. She still remembered the Titans face. Umina comforted herself with that. She had a secret, an answer to a question even one of the Titans best students couldnt figure out. She had that.

The Lizardgirl wiped at her running nostrils and curled up into a ball in her covers to make herself feel better. As if she was in the very egg shed hatched from. It was childish, but it made her feel better.

And as the warm coverlet engulfed her, providing a shield from the world, Umina thought. She remembered the Titans words. His answer. It was simple. Not like Wils long answer.

The answer to Tulms question is this. What I would have said, verbatim: No, you idiot. You got a young one. There are more. Perhaps on Baleros, but I know of two on Izril. They walk among us. Leave them alone.

-

Leave them alone.

Niers Astoragon sat in his room after Umina had left. He was drunk, but Fraerling metabolisms were so fast that he was sobering up again. He still had the remnants of his last drink, so he picked it up.

The Titan sighed as he downed the fiery remnants of his cup. Foliana was probably going to kill him for this. But a promise was a promise. He stood in front of the ajar door, staring at the light permeating into his room. Hed have to close the door too. He raised the empty cup.

Umina. If you asked me nowId have to say yes. Ill remember your question. Of all my students, youve been the hardest to predict. Two hard questions. A fork in the road. One answer might lead to war. The other? An entire world, perhaps.

He shook his head. And hed answered her. Niers thought of Tulm. He scowled. What might happen? What might Umina do with the information? But then he laughed.

Change! Its always hard! And to protect you

He stumbled over to the magical chessboard, staring at it. Then at the other board hed had commissioned. The Go stones were neatly organized, but they hadnt moved. Niers sat down, drunk, and stared at the board.

I need to meet you soon. Let me find these Humans first. These children. Thenwho are you? Male? Female? Drake? Human?

He thought of the young woman. Of the inn. Liscor. The word, the knowledge burned in his mind. But he had work to do. If he left, his company might fall apart. It all hung on him. The Titan bowed his head.

Responsibilities? Dead gods, Im old. How did I ever get?

He looked around. The Titan wandered from bowl to bowl, looking for his cup. And then he realized it was in his hand. He filled it, and then stomped over to his wardrobe. His mirror. He stared into it, looking into his worn face. He toasted himself silently.

Youre too old to think of romance, you idiot! Too old by decades! And too small. Look at you! Youre afraid of the change youre trying to bring about! What will happen next? Better something than anything! Youre so old! But I want to be young forever!

Niers Astoragon scowled. Then he kicked the mirror. He shook his head. And then, finally, he laughed. He raised the mug, drinking, and staring into the mirror, remembering a much younger face, dreaming of the future.

It still felt like yesterday.

-

Umina lay there in bed. Puzzling it over. She was still drunk, but the answer was obvious. It sank into her. Things she knew about Tulm. Reasons why he would ask a question with such a curious response. It was a mark of how drunk she was that it took her a few minutes to figure it out.

Who was Tulm? She didnt know too much, but she knew the obvious. [Strategist]. Mithril. Dullahan. Iron Vanguards second-in-command. And there was that legend about him. The one people said was true.

And like that, the pieces fell into place. Umina sat up. Her eyes went wide. She breathed a word into the night, the name that legends were made of.

Dragons.

-

Dragons. A laughing Titan. Mystery and past and conversations and happiness and bittersweet tears. But that wasnt the end of the night. There was one last thing.

Wil Kallinad thought it was over. Hed fended off his friends, and he was in his rooms, sobering up, preparing a [Message] of the highest confidentiality to his father. He was staring at the quill and ink drying on the tip. Unhappy, but he had his answer and there was some peace in it. Regrets? The drink was making it hard to push them away. Foliana stood behind him.

But it was over. Right up until it wasnt. Wil sighed, reached over to dip his quill in the ink

And Foliana cleared her throat. Wil looked up. Had he heard?

He turned around. And Foliana was there, staring at him. Wil hesitated. Something washe focused, blearily. He looked at Foliana. And she stared back.

Hello.

And then she was there. Suddenly, without warning Foliana was there. It wasnt that she had appeared or magically become not-invisible. It was just that Wil realized she had been standing next to him, sniffing his ink pot and peering at his letter the entire time. He turned, stared at her.

Then he screamed. Foliana immediately slapped him. The furry paw turned Wils head. She raised a finger.

Shh. Its late.

Lady Foliana! What are you

I have something for you.

Wil tried to scramble out of his seat. Foliana was reaching for something. A scroll. She unfurled it, frowned at the contents. And began to read it silently.

The [Lord] was used to magical scrolls. He saw the flash as the magical writing containing the spell lit up. His warning pendant began to shake, but it was too late. He opened his mouth.

Lady Foliana! What are you

[Erase Memory].

Folianas hands glowed with a pale nimbus as the scroll turned to dust in her hands. She reached out, her eyes glowing with magic and flicked Wil on the head. His mind went blank. He stumbled back, and she neatly snatched the paper and ink hed been writing on. She peered at it, and then began to eat it, piece by piece.

What? Bu

Wil was stunned. He stared at Foliana. What had she done? Shed erasedfrantically, he tried to recall his lifes details. And then todays events. He remembered it all! At least, he thought he did. He remembered this morning, his lesson, even going to the Professors office with Umina. And the conversation about Niers past. But the question

The young man went pale. He couldnt remember! He could remember asking the Professor his question, remember the Titan walking back and forth, Wils own reactions and emotions, but the answer? It eluded him! Wil stared at Foliana. She was eating his message to his father!

Lady Foliana! What did you do?

Hm. Erase your memory. Wasnt it obvious?

The Squirrel Beastkin [Rogue] looked at Wil. He was shaking.

That was my answer to the Professors question! Why didwas it too great a secret? Why did you take it from me?

His mind was a jumble. Was it something she had done herself? Her decision, overriding Niers? Orparanoia gripped Wil. Was this how the Titan safeguarded his secrets?

Foliana swallowed the rest of the paper. She looked at Wil as he tensed, aware she could kill him without any effort. She reached into her pocketshe was wearing clothing. Rather nice clothing, but all in dark grey. She pulled out a piece of paper, folded four times, and handed it to Wil.

Mm. Here. Read this. It will explain.

Then she turned and walked out of his room. Wil stared at Folianas bushy tail as the Squirrel-woman opened the door, nearly gave Venaz a heart-attack, and hopped off the balcony. Wil listened to Venaz shouting incoherently, and then at the bit of paper in his hands.

He felt a premonition. A stirring on his skin. His hands shook so hard he could barely unfold the paper. But then he looked at it.

It was a short missive. But it changed everything. Wil read it, rubbed at his eyes, and then read it again. In her room, Umina sat in silence, wondering, and the world changed for her. For Wil, it lit up. And he smiled and laughed.

Dear Wil,

A question asked on someone elses behalf is no real question. Even one for familys sake is a poor equal to the true desire I saw bursting out of you. If your father asks, you may direct his inquiries to me.

As to your truest question, and your little discussion in your bar, I dont actually know the location of the most infamous shipwrecks like the Laledays Triumph with the Mooncallers Quiver, for instance. Even I would spare no effort to grab such an artifact.

However, I am aware of a number of sea-based locations that the Forgotten Wing company have never been able to explore thanks to those damn Dullahans and their sea superiority. Each one is a credible shipwreck or site where I am convinced something of value lurks, but has never been explored due to depth or danger. See the attached list.

Sincerely,

Niers Astoragon

PS: Oh, and when you form a crew, try to pick a trustworthy [Captain], would you? [Storm Sailors] can be just as bad as [Pirates]. Also, try to be back with whichever classmates you take before the summer break ends.