44 An Altar (1/2)
As I neared the doors into the next chamber I noticed that they were different to any door I had ever seen. They were made out of the same black material that the hallway behind me had used but the door itself was covered in carvings.
The cravings seemed to depict a scene of someone who fought dragons and seemed to kill them, then absorbed something from them. As it went on, the person seemed to change and stopped killing the dragons and instead began to help them. In the end it showed the figure leading a load of people through what looked like a kind of portal.
Finally getting through the door, I entered a massive chamber, which was at least five times the size of the previous one. Though unlike the artistic drawings in the previous chamber this one seemed to be empty.
Looking around, I quickly walked over to the old man. Who was standing in front of an altar. The altar itself was made of.the same material as everything else I had seen. It was a small carving of a dragon, this dragon was chained up. There seemed to be something dripping down from its neck. Following the dripping liquid I noticed a blow l where it would have the floor. In that bowl was a black liquid.
The old man seemed to be waiting for something. After a few more seconds, the eyes of this dragon lit up. They were a pale grey colour though. The liquid that had been coming out of the altar turned the same pale grey as well.
”Adoh, I am about to offer you a choice. You may take the bowl and drink the liquid and join the knight order of the shadows. Alternatively you may leave and you will forget everything you have seen and become an ordinary ranger. This decision is up to you. I will be waiting outside.” After he finished what he had to say. He turned around and left the room. With a massive boom. The doors closed after him, leaving me alone with this grey liquid.
I looked at the liquid for a few minutes. The colour seemed so bright in contrast to the rest of the room. Making it seem like it was glowing.
'Do I drink this or not. They are obviously strong or at least well respected. They must have a strong connection with the rangers as well. In terms of combat power, the old man, I don't know much about, but he feels dangerous and Erebus well he is definitely strong. The old man at least seems to know a lot and the aura ability. What I don't know about them is a lot. It could be a cult. I might as well. I can always try to escape later on.'
Bending down, as I grabbed the bowl so that I could drink the liquid. The liquid flowing out of the altar stopped. Seeing this I froze for a second before carrying on. I then brought it fo my lips and drank all of the liquid in one go. Feeling nothing happening I put the bowl back.
After I had done that, the pale grey eyes began to glow even brighter. I then felt my body cool down abruptly. I felt like I was frozen. After a few minutes I warmed back up and felt normal. Looking around nothing had changed and after inspecting my body I had not changed as well.
Then I heard the noise of the door opening. Looking back I saw the old man walking towards me. Smiling. ”I think you made a great choice. Follow me now adept. It's time for you to truly meet the order.”
I followed him off into the dark, it turned out that there were more corridors and chambers. We walked through so many, I couldn't count them all. By the time we stopped I was in what looked like a kitchen.