@yrsillar Omakke for the Omakke throne !!
Weird Snakes and Blue Mountains I
Mother's mouth was not comfortable. Her tongue kept switching Shetong around. They'd been traveling for almost a month now, and they'd left the marshes in the first week for a forest filled with animals and plants that kept burning themselves on Mother's five-colored venoms.
"Your father's things?" Mother asked. Her voice felt like a burn on the stem of her brain nowadays, and she had only been able to hear it instead of vague impressions after she'd successively bathed in all five of her venoms -diluted in ponds- and - how had she called it? Shed all Sins from herself, a few weeks before they'd started their journey. Since that day, the scales covering her arms and legs had shifted from a dull white to an almost-silvery white that shined like her mother's scales.
"Still with me in the ring, Mother." Shetong answered reassuringly. "I won't let that mistake happen again." She promised. Years ago, she'd dropped the ring while scavenging. In her fury, her Mother had fouled a lake to lethality. They had had to flee the comfortable lair they'd lived in and move to the southern marshes.
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We are almost there." Mother said, barely acknowledging Shetong's reassurances. The girl winced. Images of a mountain, and a great temple atop it, flooded her mind.
"He had enough riches on him to pay for those Moondancers and Suncallers my aunt wouldn't stop speaking about to keep you fed and teach you. Keep the sword for yourself, and nothing else. Feed it with venom every day, and it'll serve well. The cursed little eel that your father was destroyed all his precious books before I was done with him." Shetong winced. When Mother got worked up, the burning in her head became even worst, like a thousand blades pricking the inside of her skull - though she knew that wasn't on purpose -
Maybe one of your uncles or aunts will give you something. Maybe they'll try to kill you in the temple. Do not shame me by dying too early. I will meet you here in a year, to test you and reward a dutiful daughter." Or punish a slothful one, Shetong completed in her mind. Better her Mother's punishment than the world's. She would survive one, not the other.
Shetong felt her Mother's tongue pushing her out. She slipt from the side of her massive jaws, blinked from the light and the bright, cold, white stuff on the ground reflecting the sunlight to her slit eyes. In front of her, there were no trees at all, only a path of carved stone, more of the white stuff, and, further out, a high mountain. When she turned around, her Mother's enormous body was already melting under the trees.
"You may have these, Daughter of mine. I shed them soon after your birth." For once, her voice felt soft.
Shetong looked down then, and with a small sob, she bowed at the forest and picked up five brilliant and colorful scales at her feet. She clutched them in her fist as she walked up the mountain. In the sunset's light, the few exposed rocks looked blue on the gold-tinted landscape.
"So, your name is Shetong -no clan name- and you want to enter the Temple of Sun and Moon as an apprentice."
Shetong sighed and nodded. This was the third person she had explained herself to, and she might have started to try intimidating the black-handed heavyset man by exposing her fangs if she couldn't feel he was far more powerful than her. His lips twitched.
"Lady B-" She glared at him. People kept calling her "Lady Bai", for some reason. "Young miss, I regret to inform you that while you are at the Temple of Sun and Moon, it hasn't accepted applications for potential members of its priesthood for the last four centuries."
She fumed. There were monks around, and they weren't four centuries old, even she could tell.
"The people you see around you are alumni from the Blue Mountain Imperial Great Sect who were invited and chose to follow the honored path of clergy members." The man explained with a smile. He seemed to be having a great deal of fun at someone's expense, and Shetong suspected it might not be her after all. "If you so wish... let's see... I think you may be able to enter the scholastic section of the Sect. The Outer Sect is reserved for the talents the Ministry sends us and children sent to us by their noble parents, I'm afraid. However, you told me that your parentage is unclear?" He asked with a wink and a grin.
Shetong caught on. "I know the name of neither of my parents, sir." Not a lie, that. She had only ever called her Mother simply that, and she couldn't make sense of what other spirit beasts that survived meeting her called her in the strange language of mind they talked.
"You live in the grounds and under the aegis of the Blue Mountain Sect, don't you?"
Well, she certainly couldn't survive in unwarded territory very long without her mother's protection. She'd do better than most her age, used as she was to interact with spirits, but most predators would bite her head off no matter how clever she was with word, sword, or poison. "I currently do, and depend on its protection for my survival."
"I see, this sounds promising! And do you come with prior knowledge in some field of academia? You have the look of someone who spent much time outdoors, you probably picked up a few things about zoology and herbology, haven't you?"
Now this was becoming unnerving. Was the rotund man reading her mind? She nodded.
"Brilliant!" He laughed. "In that case, Considering your cultivation -good job on attaining Yellow and Silver so early, by the way- it'll be easy to convince my colleagues to give you a place in the scholastic program. Fair warning, you may be required to tutor some of the younger Outer disciples interested in your fields of expertise, and you'll have to follow our curriculum. If you wish to enter the Sect proper, you'll have to request authorization to access the trials of the Eight Maidens Pagoda or the Tower of the Five Solar Heroes. I'd wait a bit before doing that," he cautioned. "The survival rate of cultivators who attained Green Soul before trying their luck is much better than those at Yellow Soul."
This was frustrating. The man had met her not ten minutes ago, and he seemed to have planned out her daily life for the foreseeable future. And he kept grinning whenever Shetong had an unkind thought about him!
"Well, what do you think, miss? Want to see if Blue Mountain Sect works out for you?"
She thought seriously about it. The man -probably the head clerk- was irritating, but she supposed he was trying to help her, bending the rules to let her in the Sect for some reason. Her Mother had ordered her to stay here and would be expecting to meet her nearby in six months. She would just have to do it, wouldn't she?
The moment she took her decision, the man took a paper and a monocle from his sleeves. "Well, in that case, there are only two things left to do. I see you have a ring full of beast cores on you, this should do nicely to pay your tuition. Ah, and we do need a family name of some kind to write on our rolls, legally speaking. With how charmingly brilliant your scales are... How about Hao Shetong?"
She really wanted that man to stop grinning at her.