310. Edna on Caval
Caval.
Edna returned this time to Caval with a purpose to place a node tree, preferably somewhere friendly. Caval was a land of knights, and a land of small feudal kingdoms. These feudal kingdoms laid claim to [hero sword], and that served as the foundation of that kingdom’s power.
How this actually worked was an interesting mechanic at play in this world, and it was something she wanted to see more of.
The descendant swords.
“So, Ebon. How many more levels?” Edna asked as they both approached the small fortified town. They could feel the magic that leaked out of the city, but Caval was a fairly safe world, and so, they were both in rather ordinary village wear. A tough outer tunic and pants, though they both had much more comfortable inner clothing.
“One.” Ebon said. “Level 149.”
Edna nodded. She knew he’s been at the very edge of the path for a long time, though the exact details often eluded her. Ebon’s service to the Order was probably a hundred years long. Edna nodded, she remembered many years ago, he was just a young [Aeonic Battle Knight]. “You’ve come a long way, my disciple. There’s but a few more steps to take.”
Ebon nodded with a brief sigh, a mix of frustration and exhaustion. Ebon was not the only one.
Many Valthorns reach Level 149 and never move for years, even decades, like Ebon, his service is almost a century long, even with all the breaks he took in between service. Even Roon and Johann stared at that final level for years before they made it. “This last step feels a lot further than all the ones before.”