Silvertree Chronicles Bk. 11

I had that mastered by the time I was 50. I earned my masters level years earlier; 16 years earlier to be exact. From 50 on I was working out my plan for when the war was over. Designing that aberration. I even tested many designs in my travels.

Making them perfect for the task. It is an ability called metamorphosis. I had over a hundred designs to work with, I mastered 8 different ones depending on what I had to do with the bastard who held our blades. A lot of possible scenarios would determine which route I would take."

Tri-Moon looked at Nova, "Why tell us all of this now?"

Nova pointed to him, "That is THE question. If my powers are revealed to the masses and you or revealed after the fact then you would not have been gathered like this to ask these questions. I told Monnius I could never marry him as it would give the appearance of corruption to have me on the council and his wife.

I also doubt I will truly ever love someone. Enjoy their company and find them to be good or great lovers, sure. Yet to find love, I do not see that in my future. I have to remain detached if I am to be called upon to do it again.

I don't see myself worthy of having that. That and given what I have had to do to get where I am at. What I may have to do again. It would make others question his integrity. Our integrity. Once he is King, I will have no more children with him.

I can control that. I saw the questioning looks, the shock, the horror, and the concern. You each had your preconceived ideas on Psions. Now you know the Gods made one of them a champion and did so through the use of some horrific draconic magic. Necromancy MAGIC.

To take multiple Psionic abilities from 3 psions and pervert it to fuse me into existence. A blade, a bow, and magic are tools. Arcane or divine makes no difference. Music is wonderous but also a tool. Each and every one of you has two of those tools merged. Silver Ring is a cleric of Corellon Larethian, a battlemage, and uses a sword.

Now the Gods have put psionics into that list. I am a triple gestalt. Psion, bard, and duelist assassin. Likely the only one they will ever make because of how they had to make me.

It WILL happen again; these blades being in the hands of one with psionic talent. Psions are less than one percent of the population. How much of our resources are being expended against us? I am not talking about monitors in places of business.

I am talking registration, kicking them out of the Capital, and the Palace. Let us not forget just killing them for sport. A few days ago, you started learning the Gods put this in the hands of an assassin. Then you realized we are all assassins, we just do it differently. The Snow-elves persecuted or drove away most of their arcane talent.

Their populations declined. We have helped to rebuild that but they got arcane talent left and right now. They had to adjust. Some failed to adjust and pushed those away, like my father. Did they do it through magical detection devices or registration of all magic users? No, they did not. There is one Psion born in every 2,000 births. We have had them for 2 millennia.

Most have worked with distinction for the crown. Extracting information from prisoners without torturing them. That segment of the population is self-regulating itself. The number of Psions in positions of power? One, and the Gods put me here. What if the next one is a future King? We need to address that issue.

People are allowed to have defenses. Businesses would be allowed to have detectors. Just because someone is a Psion does not mean they are using their abilities for anything other than to entertain or share an experience. To talk in private. To give knowledge or life. Some have no mental abilities beyond the body manipulation I showed you.

Like the form I assumed. Fixing fertility and emanating healing as I have done at the end of the Protean battle. Do you think a mother who just had her fertility lost cares if it is clerical or psionic abilities that fixed the problem? There was a time when divine magic was considered an affront to societies; human societies mostly.

Some do not trust any who cast spells, no matter the source. They pray to get better but refuse to let those with God-given skills to help out. The Pegasus riders drove out or killed their psionic and magical talent leaving everything as divine. There God Helnar could not stop their destruction because he held too tight of a grip on them. His lesson to the elven people."

Monnius looked at Nova, "How do you know how many births are Psions?"

Nova nodded, "The psionic detection devices we use are crude. If we suppress our abilities you will never detect us. It is when we actively use them; like detect magic. There is an ability I know; one I cannot train to others. At least not in mass. It is typically given from 'the master Psion' to the next.

However, if one becomes strong enough on their own, they could discover it within themselves. Sanity had this ability which means I have it. I am THE Psion the Psion communities are looking for. He knew where every Psion within 2,000 miles was located. He could identify what race they belonged to; among other things.

He tracked it, in part, based upon official birth records of what our population was and how many elven Psions we have. He never detected me or he would have been there at my birth. I spent the first 45+ years of my life in a secure shelter; isolated and training. I never played as a child. I always trained.

That is why having children I can do; raise them, never. I do not have the experiences that developed those skills because they led to love. Love was a distraction I could not afford. Not with what hung in the balance. It was more than the swords hanging at your waist. Anything else? Were my concerns valid?"

Dusk Moon looked at Nova, "Your efforts led us all here. Your concerns are valid and we will work to address them. We have to repeal everything this last King has done. One of those should be this registry. The paladins were told to oversee these areas. My father is one like Moon Ray's uncle. The thing is he never had to protect someone from a Psion but a Psion from someone else was another matter."

Silversong nodded, "Same in the area I was located, in fact, there was a request from the head of our order to the church requesting actual work worthy of a Paladin. The church did not want to stand against the King even though they agreed our talents were being wasted."

Monnius nodded, "Since the Gods took action against the churches nobody has moved into a senior leadership role in a church who was corrupted. I saw a few Goldeagle families being elevated by the King to being dead in the throne room.

That was why those appointments were kept out of the public eye. He managed a couple of gold-elves in different churches but they are all from minor houses and none of them are fond of the King."

Nova smiled and looked at them, "Look at this group. Every class is represented in the current fourteen; even merchants with Moon Blade, Moonstone, and Silver Ring. Then you will see we have one Gold-elf, one snow-elf, one wood-elf, seven moon-elves, and the rest are a mix of elves including one half-elf. Sorry, elf-blooded I have been 'disenfranchised' for 5 years."

That got a few laughs, even from Storm Blade the elf blood.

Nova looked around, "How many had parents that were not married?"

She saw three hands go up and they chuckled.

Nova looked at them, "That is our hook into the population. We represent them all."

They looked at each other as Nova brought those pieces together.

Goldeagle nodded, "I will make that happen."

Nova walked off and opened one of the vaults. She put three of the four portable holes back. She sealed and walked back.

Nova laid out a portable hole, "Our family out there who have had everything stripped from them. Go in groups of 3 take a few hundred thousand for each of your families. Let them know this is just money for them to continue forward until we deal with the King. Take teleportation out. Get a crystal from Janella. I will leave her what sets I have.

When you are ready to contact them to get the portal. Get horses from the herd, travel to a location then ride to your destination. Any that run into problems come back and we will address them."

Nova thought, "Trika I will need you today."

She got him saddled up and went to the control room. Aunt Orea smiled, "This flute is wondrous."

Nova smiled, "How goes the monitoring you 2?."

Janella looked at Nova, "Your suspicion was right. Fourth-floor war room. 300+ come out of a secure shelter here. Hard to count but looks like all house Goldeagle. With Guards, if we had to guess. Right in front of the old one."

Nova nodded, "I can fix that. Goldeagle you got those glasses for True seeing and your family is secure. Come with me."

He smiled, "Where are we going?"

Nova laughed, "To disrupt communication. You got a disintegrate spell ready?"

He nodded, "I got a couple."

She rode into the portal room. She thought, "Trika did she give you the location of the Moon Eye family?"

She heard him respond, "At best speed an hour south of Broken Glacier." Goldeagle showed up with his horse.

She nodded, "Good you can travel with me." She took them into the fourth floor Palace opposite corner facing away. "Destroy that."

He disintegrated the repeater crystals. She took them up to Broken Glacier and they took off.

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The King stood as the portal appeared and green rays destroyed the repeaters in the room. He cursed out, "Fucking hell! Where are those teleport blockers!"

His advisor looked over, "Still being enchanted. We have been bringing them in as they become available. One of each so far. Scrying and teleporting. Not many master enchanters know how to create them and you blocked their usage in the Kingdom for years outside of Gold-elf households.

The size of the ones needed for the throne room has been a challenge for them as well. It is larger than the area it would be allowed to cover. They do not have the draconic magic available to them to make them bigger. It would take 2 to do this outer room and you requested the throne room be done first."

He pointed, "I want those repeaters replaced."

He sighed, "We have nobody who can enchant those. Only House Silvertree knew how to create them and you have disowned them. It would take a master enchanter from that house to build them."

He thought, "Alliance overwatch. They claimed to have access to it. Those had repeaters."

The Advisor sighed, "They were destroyed. I suspect Alliance Overwatch being mentioned was to hide the fact they were connecting into what fed Alliance Overwatch. Something we have been unable to locate."

The King growled, "I want guards, Gold-elf guards in those shops, and have them working around the fucking clock getting me those blockers! No! Find every single one of them in the Kingdom that is active. Confiscate them all and protect this Palace! Leave the ones with Overwatch, but I want the rest of them!"

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Nova chuckled, "You are traveling in the open with Goldeagle at your back. You got danger sense on that?"

Monnius nodded, "Yes, and mind control blocking. Was added by the last King to wield this weapon."

She smiled, "Good you might need it where we are going."

They rode for an hour into a small four-way crossroads of a village. Nova got contacted, "I have six that are ready for pickup in Quatarsia."

Nova sent the portal.

Jan called out, "They are in."

She sent it back. Goldeagle looked at her, "I am being probed mentally from over there."

He pointed at a boy. Nova connected into Goldeagle and shut down the probing. The kid looked over and tried Nova and she shut him down. He went running toward a small home away from the road. They rode forward and both danger senses were both going off.

Nova called out, "I am looking for the Moon Eye family."

One man stepped out with a short sword. He looked at Nova, "My son said you are a Psion of some type working for a Goldeagle."

Nova smiled, "Ask me who I am, Jasonus knew me from the Army."

He looked at Nova, "Why are you traveling with a fucking Goldeagle?"

Nova told him, "I am not, he is traveling with me."

Nova had a dozen or more Psions trying to read him and her and she shut them all down. She looked at him, "You are going to have to get information about us the old fashion way and ask for it. Else I will broadcast the answer. Any non-Psions in this area that are going to be upset by me doing that?"

She had one try a mental assault on Nova. Nova time hopped him. The guy looked at her, "Psi porter specialist and telepathy?"

She smiled, "If I turned into a twenty-foot-tall aberration would you say my focus was metabolism?"

He looked at her, "Who are you?"

She smiled, "I am many, right now I am a thorn in the King's backside. What do you know of what is going on in the Capital?"

He looked at Nova, "That the King has good batshit crazy. Some human named Viper has been spreading stories as well. All Moon Blade holder families were disowned."

Nova nodded and switched forms and spoke to him with her human voice, "I am Viper."

She switched back, "I am also Novella Silvertree, Champion of Corellon Larethian and the one who secured the recovery of the 12 lost Moon Blades. I am also Nova Silver, disenfranchised bard along the Savage Coast. Jasonus just called me, 'The One.' The one Sanity found so he could return home happy.

The gold-elf at my side is Monnius Goldeagle, holder of his family's reclaimed Moon Blade. Just as I carry the one for House Silvertree. We will be installing a new government within a month. Repealing and working to reverse everything the sitting King has done. Right down to the registry and barring you from the Capital."

He looked at Nova, "You think you can do that?"

She nodded, "I know I can. I am also now the de facto leader of the resistance. That is why they changed the symbol to a Dark Nova with double crescents."

He asked me, "Show me proof."

She asked him, "How fast do you want it?"

He smiled, "Just show me."

The boy returned and tried again. She turned to him and sent him the first ten minutes of her life in ten seconds. He grabbed his head and hit the ground out cold. She turned to the man and sent him her birth at full volume for the full ten minutes at a normal rate. Then meeting Sanity and Sanity departure message skipping over the training.

He looked at her, "How old were you when you met Sanity?"

Nova looked at him, "I was 10 and he left a week later. What I sent the boy who thinks he knows it all was the same but in 10 seconds. At least my birth if you will."

He looked over at the boy, "Get more than you bargained for their son?"

The boy worked his way back to his feet with help. He looked up and nodded.

The man looked back at her, "I am head of the Moon Eye line. That is my youngest. At 52 he thinks he knows it all already."

Nova looked at him, "I am a collector. From birth as you have seen."

He nodded, "Why come looking for us?"

Nova smiled, "Jasonus was my commanding officer when I went into the army. Did he tell you the story of the lute fucker?"

He chuckled and nodded, "You, I take it?"

Nova nodded, "Time hopped him and got out of the way of a would-be rapist; that was a really good lute too."

The man laughed and waved them off and a couple over. He made introductions.

Nova smiled, "I was talking with the council and the King-to-be about Psions earlier and it reminded me. I needed to pay my respects to my Captain. He kept trying to get close to me and I kept him at a distance.

I had a long-term mission and being attached or involved was something I could not have. Closest I came to love before faking my own death if you will. In order to get started with the 5 years of training to get to my target and eliminate him."

He nodded, "You got all of the Moon Blades back. How did you handle them?"

Nova smiled, "I did not handle them. I brought the wielders to the blades. We have tasks to complete before we can move on the King but we are making his life hell. We even took the thrones out of the throne room."

He chuckled, "Seriously?"

Nova nodded a crystal went off, "The second group attracted attention. They are in the city heading toward the main southern gate at a rapid pace."

Nova called out, "How far from the main gate?"

Jan responded, "They will be on it in 20 seconds and 30 riders are coming in from the gate now."

Nova sent the portal, "Ride into the stable!"

Jan called out. "IN."

Nova recalled it and asked, "Everyone alright?"

She sighed, "Yes, the King wants them alive apparently."

Nova smiled, "I wonder why?"

She chuckled, "Maybe to get his throne back."

Nova smiled, "They out?"

She called out, "Yes, you coming back? They now have fifty people on the fourth floor War room spread out."

She thought, "Secure portal room. Activate security."

She called out, "Hold communication open from base to that crystal for the portal."

She sent it back in front of his portal. She switched to her human voice, "This message is the Elven King. This is Viper, you are the type of scum I enjoy killing. We know you have scurried into a hole to hide like the bitch you are. We know the timing of when the shelter will drop and this portal with active security will be waiting for you!"

Nova returned the portal.

Nova asked her in her own voice, "They scattering like kobolds now?"

She laughed, "YES! We are watching the displays to see where they teleport to next."

Nova looked at the older Moon Eye who shook his head, "You got his Overwatch?"

Nova shook my head, "Let me just say we can see better than he can; and further."

He looked at her, "Alliance Overwatch?"

Nova nodded, "Yes, to a degree. My ancestors built those systems. The crown did not get the best of everything."

He nodded.

The young elf next to him looked at Nova, "You coming back to train?"

Nova smiled, "That is part of my plan. Who is the lady you are hooked on?"

He turned red and his father looked at Nova, "He has a woman he likes but she is barren so it is not a good match."

Nova nodded, "Not what I asked."

He pointed across the way. He looked at Nova, "Nassina Moon Ray."

Nova nodded, "That family name has a lot of good history to it. One of the Blade Wielders is a Moon Ray. I recommend when the time comes you do not stand in his way. She is a Psion as well. She will be a good 5 years older than you when you come of age."

He sighed, "My wife lost her fertility with my youngest. We could have had another 100 years of opportunities for more. Now it falls to him and his younger brother."

Nova nodded, "I would like to meet her."

He sent his youngest to get her.

She came out, "My sons say you are the one Sanity sent to replace him."

Nova nodded and held out a hand to her. Nova held her hand for a good twenty seconds. She looked at Nova, "What did you do?"

Nova looked at him, "Get her to bed her fertility is fixed."

He looked at Nova, "You can do that?"

Nova nodded, "Others will learn. I can fix the damage, not age, not born that way. Now when his time comes, let him follow his heart. It is the will of the Gods. Ask how did I know where to find you? Your location is not exactly on a road well-traveled."

Nova looked at the young elf, "Trinin, you owe me. Technically you both will. I will be back before then."

Goldeagle pointed, "Trouble."

Nova looked forward and saw the two paladins. Nova went riding toward them as Goldeagle sighed, "I hope you know what you are doing."

They rode up to them and they held out a hand for them to stop.

Nova looked at them, "Can I get names Knight Paladins as the man beside me is a Goldeagle? In case we need to address this at the Palace later we will have names."