Crowning Fantasy Book 1 (14 page)

Hem stretched his legs toward the fire. "That sounds like Ganska. I've tried to treat this trip as an adventure. Tried to look at everything that happens from one moment to the next as a twist in one big adventure. That's something Ganska told me once."

Furstinna stretched out in the sand and used the crook of her arm as a pillow. She'd heard Ganska say those words too but she wasn't ready to admit it yet. She listened as Hem and Kvinna talked excitedly about what lay beyond the portal. In the morning they made the trip back to Free Port Sanddyner. The weeks of trudging through the sand were forgotten as Hem explained to Befrielse in hushed tones where the portal was hidden.

"We need to leave as soon as we can. I think a Manskliga is following me around Free Port," Befrielse said.

"Should we split up?" Hem asked.

"No, lets stay out of Free Port and leave before the first light. Give away everything except our  water and weapons. We'll travel light and fast."

Before the first rays of the sun touched the white sand, Befrielse moved the group at a quick pace. "We have to make the portal as soon as possible. Kvinna keep watch to see if we're being followed."

They reached the edge of the beach where the mangroves took over. "There are fish," Hem warned drawing his sword. "Stick to the light as far as you can then climb the roots. Furstinna, and Kvinna know what to do."

The group collapsed at the entrance to the cave, their breathing ragged gasps for air. Befrielse urged them to get up. "One more push and we'll be safely on the other side, in Refuge."

The blue-white swirling funnel of mist was exactly as Hem's group had found it. Furstinna swiped her arm through the mist without altering it. All eyes were on Befrielse as he bent down over his pack and pulled out three objects: an Elyun shaped skull white with age, a small animal's tail and brown cloth with a large, purple stain.

Furstinna gasped and sought Kvinna's hand. "That's a Jakel worshiper's robe."

Kvinna squeezed Furstinna's hand but remained silent.

Befrielse laid the objects at the base of the funnel. Nothing happened. Befrielse straightened and stepped back. The funnel continued to swirl for several seconds then winked out plunging the group into darkness. A heartbeat later a pinpoint of light above the objects grew into a large oval of sparkling white like sunlight reflected in a mirror.

Furstinna squinted to try and see what was happening. A dark shape, Befrielse, stepped forward and vanished. "Lets go!" Hem cried. Kvinna stood to one side and motioned Furstinna and Ganska to enter the portal. After they disappeared, Kvinna wrapped a piece of paper with details on how to open the portal around the Skal she'd used to stay in contact with the Dold. She laid it carefully on the ground surrounded by three rocks then disappeared into Refuge.

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Manskliga teacher from Refuge asked her students, "How do you control a ram? It's bigger, faster, stronger than the average Manskliga yet we use it to ride and cart our belongings all over Varlid." When her students offered no answer, she said, "You never let it know it's a ram. Once a ram knows what it is, it can no longer be controlled."

A green meadow opened up before Furstinna. Grazing animals wandered in large herds back and forth. The crash of waves could be heard in the distance. On the other side of the meadow was a large rope and wooden bridge swaying over a rocky chasm.

Befrielse was already at the bridge. "It looks sturdy but don't start until I'm halfway across." One by one everyone made their way to the other side. The grassy and rocky terrain continued until it ended at the entrance of a cavern.

"I don't know the welcome we can expect from whoever rules here. Just be calm and on your best behavior."

They stayed close together and entered. There was no gate or welcome or warning. Torches lit the way down a wide corridor. It opened up into three new routes: left, right and straight ahead. Befrielse hesitated and then continued forward. At the end two guards stood before another well lit entrance.

The guards didn't look startled to see complete strangers approaching them. They did simultaneously lower their spears until they crossed blocking any further advancement by the group.

"With what items did you enter the portal?" the guard on the left asked.

Befrielse spoke for the group and answered the guard's question and added, "I have passed your test and proven my worthiness and intent to learn your ways."

The guards studied the group. "You weren't squeamish about killing a Jakel worshiper?"

"Not after seeing their rituals first hand."

The guard on the right nodded. "Here are some guidelines before you enter. If you have any weapons they will be turned in here and we will check them into the armory. They are yours, you just cannot carry them inside Refuge. Violence in any form is not tolerated."

"Except by you?" Kvinna smirked.

The guard grinned. "We only guard the entrance to Refuge. Beyond this point is a commitment to non-violence. You'll feel the difference and hopefully learn to appreciate it. Please withdraw all your weapons and place them here." He pointed to his side.

Befrielse looked at the group then withdrew his sword and stepped over to the guard to lay it down. One by one the rest of the group deposited their weapons.

"Who is the ruler here?" Befrielse asked.

"There is no ruler. The structure of government here is very different from the rule of Stark Harskare. Everyone is encouraged to take part. Right now the council for newcomers consists of Maja, Albin, Nova and Nils, "Whenever there are newcomers a meeting is called immediately. I'm going to take you to a waiting area. It may take a day or two because members have to come in from the fields."

"Everyone in Refuge is called to this meeting?"

"Yes."

"But you said there was a council. Aren't they elected to decide?"

The guard on the left stuck out his hand, "My name is Caj. All will be explained over time. No need to try and learn it all in one day. Please, follow me." He stepped toward the entrance. While Caj had been talking to them the guard on the right had communicated with a Skal. Another guard appeared to take Caj's place as the group entered Refuge.

The tunnel opened up into a huge three level cylinder. The area was well lit because the ceiling opened up to the sky. They were on the top level. Ramps to the left and right led down. Straight ahead another rope and wooden bridge connected the cylinder across the middle. Caj gave them a moment to take in the grandeur of the structure carved from the inside of a mountain. "The entrance to this cavern and this level was natural. We opened the top to the sky to let in light and carved down two more levels. On all three levels there are areas for storage, sleeping, and a cafeteria. The majority live in Refuge but like I said earlier there are those out in the fields."

"Farmers?" asked Befrielse.

"Yes and herders. We have several flocks of animals."

On the other side of the bridge there was an open area with a large plaque hanging on the wall. Candles flickered on a cabinet underneath and several stone benches were placed in a semi-circle facing the plaque. On either side there was another set of stone ramps.

"What is that?"

"A monument to the founders of Refuge. Copies of their diaries are kept in that cabinet. You can read them any time you like."

Caj made a right and descended the ramp. The group followed. Caj continued along the corridor on the second level to the other side and then followed another ramp down to the first level. Along the way they saw mostly Manskliga. Only a scattering of Elyun, Mikachiari, and Asistan Ti appeared to live in Refuge. They had not seen a Kertenkele yet.

In the center of the bottom level stood a tree. Members of Refuge sat reading, talking, or playing instruments. At the bottom of the ramp Caj turned right into a large area filled with tables and benches.

"I'm sure you're hungry after your trip. Have a seat." Caj motioned to an empty row. After they were seated he walked further back to a large counter and asked for food to be brought.

Furstinna had watched everything with wide eyes. "They're dressed plainly here. I wonder if we'll be asked to do the same."

Ganska poked a finger through a hole in her trousers. "I for one could do with a new pair. I can't believe they carved this out of a mountain. Must have taken years."

Kvinna faced Befrielse. "I don't like that we had to turn over our weapons."

"You are seeking asylum here Kvinna," Befrielse answered. "Besides I don't see anything we need to defend ourselves against."

Caj brought a tray of food and returned a moment later with a tray of drinks. The group descended on the food and drink. It was good, prepared simply. When Furstinna asked for some spice Caj apologized saying he'd never seen it in Refuge.

When they were finished. "Lets go to your rooms where you can rest for a bit."

"When can we speak with the council?" Befrielse asked.

"As soon as I hear something I'll let you know. You're the most exciting thing that's happened in Refuge in about five years so you won't have to wait long."

"You haven't had anyone new visit since then?"

"As you know the information and items to enter aren't easy to get," Caj said. "That's on purpose. So no, we don't get many visitors."

After exiting the cafeteria they turned right again and continued around the corridor to an entrance in the middle. They followed another corridor, passing several entrances with wooden doors. At the end he stopped at two. "Befrielse and Hem can rest in here. Furstinna, Ganska, and Kvinna in here. Is this alright or did any of you come as couples?"

"No couples," Furstinna answered as she opened the door to a room.

"There will be guards posted outside your doors," Caj said.

Kvinna backed out of the room in alarm. Befrielse held up a hand to stop her.

"Don't be alarmed. Just rest until our community is ready to talk to you. We can't have you wandering around until we know you better, that's all. If you need anything, just ask the guard." As Caj finished speaking, two unarmed guards approached behind him.

"It'll be fine," Befrielse said looking at Kvinna.

"Would you rather stay together in one room? That can be arranged," Caj said.

"No," Kvinna answered.

The guards closed and locked the doors behind them.

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T
wo days later the center of the bottom room was packed shoulder to shoulder. The upper levels held more people looking over the sides to watch the proceedings below. All in all there were some five hundred souls living in and around Refuge, seventy-five percent of them Manskliga.

Four council members, two male and two female Manskliga, introduced themselves: Maja, Albin, Nova, and Nils. Befrielse's group stood in front of them.

The acoustics were excellent and Befrielse's voice rang throughout the three levels as he introduced the group.

After he finished Maja asked, "Can I get a brief answer as to why you've sought us out?"

Befrielse stepped forward. "I'll speak for the group. We've come to Refuge because we learned from Kunskap Forskare about certain things going on in Rike and Varlid. He's the one who set me on the path to gather the necessary items to enter here."

"How is Kunskap?" Albin asked with a smile.

"I'm afraid he's missing," Befrielse answered. "When he disappeared another member, Kvinna, felt in danger from the authorities in Fond so we decided to make the trip ourselves."

Albin's smile faded. There were several Manskliga close to the group who frowned and looked concerned. "Kunskap was a valued member of Refuge in the past. There was always hope he would be able to return."

"What exactly do you know about Varlid?" Maja asked.

"We know about the Grampas. We think there is a secret group running Fond called the Dold. Kunskap believed this group was developing a new weapon called, Vapen. His latest project was working with an Elyun in Dohla on possible reforms in the monetary system."

The silence in the room was deafening for a moment after he finished speaking. Then different groups started talking at once. Maja rang a gong hanging from a branch in the tree behind her. After a moment everyone quieted down.

"Did Kunskap share any of the information he was working on with the Elyun?" Maja asked with an undeniable note of hope in her voice.

"No."

"Kunskap trusted you with valuable information," Nova said.

"May I ask, are you planning a revolution? Kunskap hinted that your group would move out into Varlid." Kvinna challenged the council. Befrielse gave her a sharp frown.

Maja smiled and several giggles echoed through the chamber. "You'll have to live with us for a time to understand that our idea of a revolution is probably different from yours."

Nils was the last one of the council to speak. "You've brought us much to think about and we will split up our members to work on separate parts for discussion." He then rattled off four meeting places, one each for the Grampas, Dold, Vapen, and monetary system. "I move that people meet tonight and tomorrow morning and report back in the afternoon. All in favor say 'Ay.'" A thunderous response of 'Ay!' answered.

"Is anyone opposed to granting provisional membership to this group from Fond?"

"Will the council provide an introduction to our system first?" someone in the crowd asked.

"Of course," Nils answered. "Who has the help wanted assignments?"

Another voice in the crowd answered in the affirmative.

"All in favor of bring this meeting to a close say, 'Ay.'"

"Ay!"

"Meeting adjourned."

Maja, Albin, Nova, and Nils led Belfriese's group to the cafeteria after the meeting.

Maja brought refreshments then was the first to start. "What Kunskap has told you is correct. The Grampas are Manskliga. The Asistan Ti shared some of their technology with the Manskliga. That's when the Grampas started appearing in Varlid. They are the byproducts of producing what is now considered 'true' Manskliga. The Grampas were not supposed to live. Their deformities were considered too severe. But whenever you try to cage something there are always a few that slip through. They are their own species now. We still don't know how to communicate with them mainly because we can't find a way to approach them peaceably. They try to kill anyone not Grampas on sight. This led to two revolts. The Black hat revolt of the Asistan Ti because Prezidan Jules was using Mikachiari to further his own experiments and for sharing the information with the Manskliga. Mastare was the first Manskliga who left to form Refuge. Does this sum it up for you?"