her "Empress" if she had done such a thing to him. This boy merely smiled, as if he'd been certain she would follow him. He had, she thought, a tithe of Tier's charm and was used to having people obey him.
He turned and led the way up the road, which was so steep that it was set in stairs.
"I would have been just as happy with something like the rest of Redern," he said. "But the new Sept was convinced that I would be happier in something more modern looking."
"The Sept is a follower of your five gods?" Seraph asked.
"Gods save us, no," laughed Volis. "But he was willing to do a favor when a few of the Path's Elders twisted his arm to place a temple here."
"Why here?" asked Seraph. "Why not in Leheigh, which also belongs to the Sept? Surely you would find more followers in the larger city."
Volis smiled. "I have not done so badly here. Your own family attends my meetings. In fact, I was on my way to consult with Bandor when you ran into me - and I couldn't resist the chance to have a Traveler to speak to. But the main reason I am here - instead of a really big city, like Korhadan, for instance - is Shadow's Fall. We feel that there are things on the old battlefield that might enlighten us."
Shadow's Fall? Seraph bit back her opinion of the stupidity of anyone who wanted to explore there. Doubtless the battlefield could educate this solsenti fool better than she.
Like Willon's shop and many of the buildings on the steeper slopes, the temple had been built into the mountain. The facade was raw timber and crude, except for the doors, which were smooth and oiled until they were almost black.
Volis ushered her inside, and Seraph had to stop in the threshold to allow her eyes to adjust from the brightness outside.
The room was a richly appointed antechamber that would have been more at home in a Sept's keep than in a village temple. Either the - what was it Volis had called it? - the Path of the Five was a rich church indeed, or the Sept owed its Elders a lot of favors.
"There are only three temples," said Volis, seeing her expression. "Two in Taela and this one. We intend this to be a place of pilgrimage."
"Shadow's Fall," said Seraph, "a place of pilgrimage."
"Where the Five triumphed over evil," said the priest, apparently oblivious to the doubt in her voice. "Come and see the refuge, where I hold services."
Seraph followed him through a tapestry-curtained entrance into a room like none she'd ever seen before.
The excavations were far more extensive than she had thought. The ceiling of the chamber soared overhead like an upside-down bowl. Near the edge it was a single handspan over the doorway, in the center of the room it rose three times the height of a tall man. The stone walls, floors, and ceiling were as smooth as polished marble.
This... this was built in the short season since the new Sept came to explore his inheritance?
The ceiling was painted a light sky-blue that darkened gradually to black on the walls. The light that illuminated the room seemed to emanate from that skylike ceiling. Magic, thought Seraph, solsenti magic. But her attention was on the figures that occupied the false firmament. Chasing each other endlessly around the perimeter of the ceiling were five life-sized birds painted with exquisite detail.
Volis was silent as she walked past him to the center of the room.
Lark, she thought, chills creeping down her spine. A cormorant's brilliant eyes invited her to play in the stormy winds. An owl glided on silent wings toward the black raven, who held a bright silver and ruby ring in its mouth, while next in line a falcon began its stoop. Together they circled the room, caught in endless flight.
In the center of the ceiling, twice as large as any other, a river eagle caught the winds and twisted its head to look down upon the room as if to examine its prey.
Each bird a representative of the six Orders of the Travelers.
"Behold the Five," said Volis softly in a language Seraph hadn't heard since the day her brother died. "Lark the healer, Cormorant who rules the weather, Owl of wisdom and memory, Raven the mage, Falcon the hunter. And above them all, trapped in darkness is the secret god, the lost god. You didn't know about