Chapter 40
On the plus side, I learned about temple oaths. Learned something new about this world every day.
And I even got to see these various bits of metal when Priest Miurian met us at the temple door and walked us up the stairs to the second floor and through a golden door. It was a long hall, or just a really long rectangular room, with the walls lined with metal objects ranging from plates to swords to shields, with the boxy writing of this world over the top followed by a signature of whoever had made the oath. A lot of the ones made of iron or some iron alloy had rusted over time. Copper had grown green, brass and bronze had dimmed, and silver had grayed. But the ones made of gold hid their age, gleaming through time, along with the newly minted oaths.
"The oath will vanish from the plates if broken, and the one who made the oath shall have their names dashed from the book of heaven," explained Miurian.