Another Lesson
Day 148

Geist once again returned to the strange storage room and the mysterious robed
man was there as before.  Geist was puzzled by what was happening.

"Master, why have you told me all of this?"

"You are to take a test, one that may prove to be the most important one
you've ever taken."

"Test?"

"Yes young one, a test." The robed figure motioned to the sword in the
center of the room, "I want you to draw this sword from its scabbard for me
Geist."

"Yes master," Geist said as he made his way to the sword. Then, as he drew it out of
its scabbard, he finally took the time to examine it closely. It was incased in
a white scabbard; that had many engraved characters, symbols, and mythical beasts. The
handle was pearl white and felt good in his hand as his fingers wrapped around
it. As he pulled the sword out he notices a small symbol engraved on the
blade. It looked similar to the symbol of his clan, except different. 
"What does this symbol mean Master?"

"It was once the symbol of our clan, now it is your symbol."

"I don't understand."

"The sword was once the sword of  Zanthus Locahn, the last leader who
upheld the teachings of Master Tetsou. Some even say it was the sword of
Master Tetsou himself."

"Then why?... Why me?"

"You are now the last true member of the Sword's Edge clan.  You will leave
the base tonight and never return. I would suggest finding some allies,
you'll need them when the others find out what I have done."

"What?!"

"When it is discovered that the sword is missing there will be a witch hunt
for it. If I'm lucky I will survive it. You will not unless you run tonight
and never look back. You are the last true Sword's Edge member, you will uphold
justice, true justice, in this time of evil."

"This is it isn't it? The test? Your testing my loyalty, I'm going to report
you!"

"No your not, your going to run. You know what I'm saying is true, you know
our clan has lost its way."

Geist stared at him and frowns, starting to raise the sword for a strike.

"You won't do that either."

Geist snarls angrily and raising the sword he brings it down, but he stops short
of the figure, unable to finish the blow, "Damn you."

"Too late, hurry now, time grows short."

"How, how did you know all this about me?"

"If you weren't the one, you wouldn't be holding the sword."

Those were the last words anyone ever spoke to Geist within the confines of
the Swords edge base.