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A powerful guardian stands between the living and the dead in the fourth Book of the Order from Philippa Ballantine.

The Order of the Deacons are protectors of the Empire, guardians against possession, sentinels enlisted to ward off the malevolent haunting of the geists...
Among the most powerful of the Order is Sorcha, now thrust into partnership with the novice Deacon, Merrick Chambers. They have been dispatched to the isolated village of Ulrich to aide the Priory with a surge of violent geist activity. With them is Raed Rossin, Pretender to the throne that Sorcha is sworn to protect, and bearer of a terrible curse.
But what greets them in the strange settlement is something far more predatory and more horrifying than any mere haunting. And as she uncovers a tradition of twisted rituals passed down through the dark reaches of history, Sorcha will be forced to reconsider everything she thinks she knows.

And if she makes it out of Ulrich alive, what in Hell is she returning to?

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9780441019618
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Publication date: 10/26/2010
Series: Book of the Order Series , #1
Pages: 304
Sales rank: 545,678
Product dimensions: 4.10(w) x 6.60(h) x 0.90(d)
Age Range: 18 Years

About the Author

Philippa (Pip) Ballantine is the author of the Book of the Order series, the Shifted World series, the Chronicles of Art series, and—with Tee Morris—the coauthor of the Ministry of Peculiar Occurrences series. Her podcast of Chasing the Bard won the Sir Julius Vogel Award in 2009, and two of her novels have been short-listed for it. Originally from New Zealand, she now resides in Virginia with her husband, her daughter, and a mighty clowder of cats.

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Chapter Five
In Dark Water


Deacon Chambers was, thankfully, silent. Sorcha rode ahead of him and fought the urge to kick Shedryi into a gallop. Sensitives were tricky creatures to get away from. She wanted a smoke badly, but there were only so many cigars in her pocket and she had a feeling if she got trapped in Ulrich, she might need every one of them.

They would have to follow the road north to the calmer port of Irisil, where kinder and warmer currents flowed into the harbor. Sorcha wasn't looking forward to getting on a small ship with her new partner.

Sparing a glance over her shoulder, she was amused to realize that Merrick was actually reading the report. His curly dark head bent while he rode with practiced ease. Maybe he hadn't been joking about winning those events.

She'd realized he would be young; she'd been unprepared for just how young. After reading his file in the records office, she'd noticed that he'd declared a touch of Ancient blood in his line. Though those first peoples had long since been swallowed up by the Otherside, their blood could still be traced in some of the continents' older families. It explained his incredibly high testing in both Active and Sensitive. It wasn't up there with the Abbot's skill, but if he burned out his Sensitivity, he would have been accepted without question into the ranks of the Actives.

She would have to watch this one for sure. Deacons of near-equal rank in both disciplines could sometimes be tempted to activate when first confronted with a geist. That sort of deadly mistake could leave her looking for yet another partner.

As Sorcha had been thinking about this, Merrick had urged his mare up next to her and offered back the report. "Not many solid details, really." At least he had the good sense to sound concerned about that.

"There seldom are," Sorcha said with a little laugh. "Geists are like that…; mysterious."

"You know I studied all this, don't you?" he snapped back. "Just like you, I did my training. Difference is I got stuck with the partner no one in the Order wants."

That stung, though Sorcha managed not to let it show. Once upon a time she'd been highly sought—now she wondered what exactly she had done for that to change. Oh, yes…; all those supposedly private arguments with Kolya.

She glanced at him out of the corner of one eye and measured up exactly how she should play this. They were partners, Bonded and shackled together. They would have to rely on each other in tough situations. The whole setup of this assignment worried Sorcha, and she would need a Sensitive who was not only good, but who cared enough to pull her out of the fire if necessary; so ramming those words back down his throat as she was tempted to do would serve no purpose.

"Sorry you feel that way"—her fingers itched to be holding a cigar right now—"but we've got to make this work for the sake of the assignment."

They traveled in silence for the next few hours. The Bond between them was still fresh and raw, and that was surely why she could feel a tinge of his frustration. It flickered across her awareness and disturbed what might otherwise have been an enjoyable ride.

The countryside on the east coast was beautiful even this late into autumn, and Sorcha looked about with a feeling of real pride. When the Emperor had arrived, this area had been a rabbit warren of unfettered geists and mistwitches. It had been one of her and Kolya's assignments to oversee the clearing of the area from Vermillion to the Turijk Mountains. As they passed through the low-lying areas of marshes and dark water, she was able to look back on those times as simple and rather pleasant. It had been hard work, but satisfying.

Recollection softened the hard knot of displeasure in her stomach. She pointed to a collection of abandoned stone buildings not far from the road they now traveled. "That is the place where my husband and I banished our first geist for the Emperor in his new realm." It was only three years past, but felt a lifetime ago.

Merrick pulled his cloak around him as if he wasn't interested, but she could tell he was. The prickle of frustration subsided a little. "Are the geists of Delmaire the same as the ones here?"

For a second she didn't reply, stunned. If he was asking her that, then he must have been among the new recruits from Arkaym, and if that was true, then he had gotten through the novices faster than anyone since Abbot Hastler. She would definitely have to take care around this one. Sorcha was abruptly conscious of the Bond between them. She'd crafted it so casually, but if she'd joined herself to such a powerful Sensitive, maybe she should have been more cautious.

She cleared her throat. "No, the Delmaire geists have been tamed for centuries. The last attack recorded there was more than fifty years past—that was why so many Deacons jumped at the chance to sign up to this new Abbey: boredom."

"That's one thing we never have to worry about. Sometimes I wonder…;" The young man's voice trailed off. Flicking his head over his shoulder, he pulled his mare up suddenly.

"What is it?" Sorcha tugged Shedryi to the right, circling her new partner. No matter how useless it was, she too scanned their surroundings. They were in the middle of a narrow stretch of dry ground, with low marshes on each side. Sedge and rushes whispered in the breeze, but she could make out no trace of geist. Certainly there was no scent but the brackish water and the damp earth.

She brought her stallion up tight against Merrick's mare; she wasn't about to let another Sensitive get away on her. Even when she cocked her head and strained her Sensitivity, she could still make out nothing more dangerous than sucking mud. "I don't smell any—"

"Quiet!" The young upstart actually raised his hand as if she were a novice at the back of the class. The tone of his voice, though, and her knowledge of his ranking caused Sorcha to slide her Gauntlets from under her belt and onto her lap.

The marsh to the right, a thinly spread oval of dark water, was completely quiet. No wading birds disturbed the surface. No frogs chirped from its fringes. Even the expectant resilient midges seemed to have abandoned this patch.

The Deacon Breed horses, male and female, tossed their heads, but unlike lesser mounts did not dance sideways. Trained to stand in the face of supernatural attack, they dropped their heads, blew through their noses, and did not move.

Carefully, Sorcha got down off Shedryi, slid on one Gauntlet and walked to the head of Merrick's mare. He had not shared his Sight. Annoyed, she reached up and placed her bare hand on his.

Sight flared about her, so different from what she had shared with Kolya it was disconcerting. This new partner of hers must be packed full of power; everything was blazing. Behind her she was aware of the gentle slumbering trees, the creatures hiding in the mud and birds winging their way out to the sea. It was the color, though, the sheer brightness and detail, that she reveled in; reveled in, and was definitely overwhelmed by.

This was why new partners usually stayed safely within the Abbey walls, learning each other's strengths and getting used to the sensation of the Bond. After a moment, Sorcha's Center felt like she'd been looking into the sun for too long.

Snatching back her hand, she shot a look up at Merrick. He was glaring down at her. Rated Sensitives didn't need to send their Centers out; they trained to keep both the real world and the ethereal one in focus. What sort of strange double vision that might engender, Sorcha couldn't really imagine. She tugged on her left Gauntlet without looking away.

After a second of playing staring games with each other, Merrick shook his head. "By the Bones, that was uncalled for! Give me a second, and keep your hand off me…; if you can manage that?"

He too dismounted and wandered a little distance off, looking out over the patch of water. The locals called the little dips in the land vamma kesi, or dark water, because no sunlight reflected off the pools that collected there. It was something to do with the earth itself, as Sorcha had read in an indolent moment in the Abbey library. Whatever the reason, they were dire little spots.

Merrick pointed over toward the farthest reaches of the water, where low scrub tumbled down a small rise. "It's not a geist, but there is something lingering there…; something in pain."

Sorcha snorted. Everything was always in pain or tormented. She'd trained Kolya not to get involved with every injured kitten or bruised plant, and it looked as though she would have to do the same with Merrick.

"If you haven't noticed, we need to get moving. Those ships are leaving if we are there or not…;" She looked up and realized that her new partner was already off the road and tromping through the light snow in the direction he had pointed.

"Stubborn," she muttered to herself. "Hastler had to give me a stubborn one." Tucking her fur cloak around her shoulders, she strode after him. He was at least fifteen feet in front of her, not even bothering to look behind him. Basically giving her the same treatment that she'd handed to him at the Abbey. The phrase "too big for his britches" was made for this one. She'd much rather have had a lesser-ranked Sensitive than one who knew he was good.

"You know, if I get wet boots, you'll be riding the pack mule the rest of the way," she barked at him. Merrick had stopped and was actually yanking aside bushes. Whatever he had sensed from the road had probably crawled in there to die. Her only satisfaction was that he was tossing enough snow about to get himself rather damp as well.

Finally reaching his side, Sorcha stood with Gauntleted hands on hips, staring down at her new partner as he fossicked around in the undergrowth. "I'm not carrying any…;"

She stopped in midsentence as Merrick finally cleared away the snow and branches. A long length of what she assumed was bleached wood was wrapped in the remains of a red skirt. It was a human leg.

Wordlessly she bent and helped her partner yank away the swath of brush that covered the scene; cold and dread were building in her. What she'd thought was merely growing near the water had in fact been deliberately laid down to cover the horror beneath.

When they finally both stood back, panting into the air, the scene had been revealed. It was difficult to count exactly how many bodies there were, but all were frozen into terrible shapes. Merrick clapped a fist to his mouth and turned away.

Sorcha took a deep breath herself. Many of those in the pile of dead were women and children. The jumble of body pieces was not random, however. They were stacked in a pattern, limbs placed like firewood with heads facing upward in an inner circle around what looked like the burnt remains of a wagon. They appeared to have been a family group, probably Tinkers who traveled from village to village repairing items and selling cloth and such. Whatever they had met on the road had been the death of them all.

It was a terrible, half-frozen, macabre display. No doubt it was an exhibit not meant to be seen by mortal eyes.

Merrick, to his credit, wasn't throwing up his breakfast. He turned around and stood at her shoulder. Sorcha felt his Center open, but he didn't share. What he was Seeing, he was best qualified to make sense of.

"They aren't here," he muttered. "The souls are all gone. Such pain and fear should have left terrible marks on the ether—but there is nothing."

"Then how did you…;"

Merrick cleared his throat. "One of the children didn't die immediately. Whatever it was, it took her soul, but her pain left the smallest whisper."

It must have been tiny, indeed.

"Have you ever seen anything like this?" he asked in a thick voice. "I've read the textbooks, but…;"

"Not like this." She pointed to nearest bodies. "This wasn't done by anything human. Think about it for a moment. Geists can usually only operate to kill through humans. These wounds were not made by anything mortal. Something unliving made this circle."

Merrick nodded. "We should at least bury them. Their souls…;" He stopped and surged upright. Suddenly, he was sharing a portion of his Center with Sorcha.

Through his eyes, the world was tinged with red. Something was coming through the ether toward them; something that she had also never seen before. Leaping to her feet, Sorcha put herself between Merrick and the approaching geist.

In the real world, the vamma kesi was bubbling and writhing as if a fire had been lit underneath it. The bubbles were moving toward them at a rapid pace.

"What is it, Chambers?" she hissed. She held the Gauntlets up, as yet unsure which Rune to activate upon them. "By the Bones, what is it?"

Her new partner was scrambling at his belt pouch. "I can't see." There was an edge of real panic in his voice. "I need the Strop to see…;"

"No time for that," Sorcha yelled. "Give me the damn Sight…;"

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Geist 4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 58 reviews.
Odin1eye More than 1 year ago
I am extremely character driven. World building seems to have turned into the rage these days. Many authors spend so much time creating the universe the characters live in, the forget to make those same characters breath. For me, this is obvious in stories like (prepare for blasphemy) Robert Jordan's Wheel of Time series. After reading all but the last book of the series, I realized I had no desire to complete them because while the world lived and breathed, the characters hadn't developed sufficiently to keep me interested beyond the second or third book. Ms. Ballantine does create a firm mythos that encapsulates the motivations driving her characters towards their objectives. However, she does this whilst keeping the focus on the characters and letting the mythos build along the way. This is a lesson I think many writers need to learn. Ms. Ballantine's characters are worth knowing. Her strong female lead is unique. Sorcha Faris is a strong, powerful, mature, attractive woman. She is direct, almost brutally blunt at times. She enjoys a good cigar and is truthful with herself. She is easily the driving character in the story and she exudes potential development in subsequent stories. She might not be the easiest person to know, but she would be someone that would be worth that effort. Raed Rossin enters the story relatively early on (the second chapter) but remains outside of the main storyline, moving parallel, for the first part. Raed is a member of the once ruling family, now a sea nomad doing his best to stay alive. He hides his inner qualities behind a course (though not unrefined) exterior. He effortlessly claims loyalty from those that follow him. He is a prince among men and a pirate at heart. Merrick Chambers completes the starring cast. He is a young but powerful idealist partnered, against their wishes, with Sorcha. Along the way they learn to trust and rely on one another. It is neither an easy or enjoyable path for them at times, but it does make for a very good story. Geist is much more than another quest fantasy. Geist has elements of fantasy, horror and romance all rolled into one action packed adventure spanning continents where loyalties are called into question, rogues can be heros and heros can be idealists. At a purchase price of under $8 US, this is a story you shouldn't hesitate in buying. This book begs you to lock the doors, get comfortable in your favorite chair, turn down the lights and read. I encourage you to do the same. You won't be disappointed.
The-Shadow More than 1 year ago
I bought this book for my nook, and saved most for it a long flight. It certainly passed the time, but I doubt I'll read it again. Ballantine avoids the dreaded "info dump," which plagues the genre, but at some point you have to explain to your readers what's going on, which she never adequately does. As a result, she seems to pull things out of nowhere. The pacing is off, with the climax coming somewhere in the middle of the book and with the final battle not being properly built up and feeling rushed. The middle battle, to me, felt more urgent and exciting than the final one. The two lovers have zero chemistry, so that sub-plot feels shoehorned in and serves no purpose. I realize that I'm the minority here, so by all means, take my review with a grain of salt, but I can't recommend this book.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I read a lot of fantasy and after awhile it all begins to blur together. But Geist is different. It rocks from the first scene and continues on to the final words. It's got a lot of supernatural power, great battle scenes, tortured characters and even some romance. Which leaves me wanting more. Please tell me there's a sequel!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book was good but I do not feel the need to rush and get the next book in this series
Anonymous 5 months ago
Strong characters, moving right on to the next book.
amanderson on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
The action starts rolling right from the beginning. Good action, good characterization, pretty good world building in this fantasy. It's set in another world where our main character, Sorcha, is a magic wielder in an Order that fights demonic otherwordly infestations or "geists". She's an "Active", in a system where Actives and Sensitives partner magically; the Actives are the fighters. She's a tough, mature, powerful woman who tell it like it is, not so great at the whole diplomacy and make-nice thing, estranged fom her Sensitive husband and partner. An interesting character, flawed but very human. She's sent on a special and mysterious mission and partnered with a brand new young Sensitive. They find a whole lot of trouble and highly unusual and hazardous geist action along the way, as well as a handsome rogue prince with a geist curse. This book is number one in a series, clearly, and it's primarily a fantasy, with a little bit of steampunk and a bit of sex thrown in, though not enough to turn off the guy reader I don't think. It crosses genres quite well, I can see the high fantasy sort of reader enjoying it as well as the urban fantasy reader.
thewalkinggirl on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Nalini Singh is a really promiscuous blurber, isn't she?I have to admit, the first part was a bit of a slog, but overall, I enjoyed it. There were some things that made me go huh? -- like the dirigible; not everything needs to be steampunk -- but most of those bits of weirdness were in the first part. Once you get to the middle, it's a rollicking good time the rest of the way. The mythology and characters are engaging enough that I look forward to reading the next in the series
MelHay on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Sorcha is a deacon, with the ability of an Active in the Order, who are to protect the people against attacks and riots of geists. Geists are a ghost type enemy from the Otherside which possess people to attack others. Vermillion is to be one of the safest cities against geists as it's surrounded by water and geists can't cross water. But geists still find a way here... Every Active is paired with a Sensitive to create a great working team with their own special powers to defeat the different geists. Sorcha is paired with Kolya, her husband. After a horrible attack on Kolya, Sorcha realizes she observed some new actions of the geist. The Arch Abbot calls on Sorcha after using the rune only to be used in extreme dire need, to talk with her. But Arch Abbot tells Sorcha she is going on an important mission in an area with escalated geist activity, with a new Sensitive - Deacon Merrich Chambers - who is fresh out of the academy. Sorcha is not thrilled about breaking in a fresh Sensitive on such a dangerous mission, but takes on the orders. What Sorcha doesn't realize is Merrick has his dark secrets too, both as a Sensitive and personal. But will they both be able to keep their secrets buried from each other through the bond they have as a team? Everything Sorcha believes just might get twisted and she might have to do what she doesn't want.I truly enjoyed the journey through this haunting fantasy read. I am one to love world creativity and it's one of many amazingly strong characteristic here. Philippa does a wonderful job of creating a religious style order with the Deacons. Although they may not be of the 'religious' beliefs you may think. They are the ones who fight the geists to protect the world. I enjoyed watching as this world revealed itself through this book; the ruins for Actives then the Sensitives, the history of the world, and the geists. And still wonder on the mysteries of it all yet to come.The characters are another wonderful strength here. The characters stick to their personalities, but grow in more ways than I had expected, to show other sides I wouldn't have thought to show, making them three dimensional to me. I enjoyed watching all the characters grow in wonderful leaps in this book. And the characters secrets start to unfold.The story Philippa has to tell here is captivating. There are a few stories with in this book; learning of the characters, the history of the world, and the mystery of what is happening with the changes the geist are showing. Then the mystery of where the corruption is or coming from.I would think many who loves Fantasy would enjoy this book along with Urban Fantasy lovers as well. This book touches on a few different genre, but has a depth to it to make you wonder where Philippa will go in the future and how deep does the venality go.
cherrymischievous on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
MY THOUGHTS:This book started off slow but once past a couple of chapters it started to pick up... then it's action after action until the very end! So pace-wise, it wasn't too bad. The story telling quality was just a tiny, itsy-bitsy shade from being a masterpice. I find myself needing little short breaks while reading this book. But during my breaks, the story would pull me back as the characters prance around my head and I imagine alternative plots to the story. And then when I read on, I get surprised by the unexpected turn the plot went instead! Ahhh.... this author is good at inventing stories indeed!! The other thing I really liked about this book is that it has a well-structured story. I like stories with cohesive structure because it is easier to wrap my mind around it if it does, therefore, really ranks high up with me as a reader. I like it when I can wrap my head around a story as oppose to one where I struggle to do so. Authors of books without a well-structured story, I tend not to buy again.Look at that cover! The art department deserves a bloody raise!! If I was on one of my retail therapy sessions and browsing the shelves of a bookstore, this cover would trigger my book buying radar with an irristible pull!I didn't like the inconsistent rules of magic in this world of the geists though. In the scene where we first witnessed Raed's change, he lost his clothes. But in The Melding scene, they did not loose their clothes. They came off it presumed to be fully clothed. Now, that is not consistent. But because of the wonderful "story building skills" that this author displayed and the enjoyment I got out of this book, I would still give it a high rating.Empirical Evaluation:Story Telling Quality = 4World Building = 5Character Development = 5Pace = 4Plot = 5Story Itself = 4.5Ending = 4.5Overall Rating: 4.5 out of 5
pollywannabook on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Review courtesy of All Things Urban FantasyGEIST is one of those books that straddles the line between a number of different genres. It reads like a mix between Robert Jordan¿s Wheel of Time series and Illona Andrews Kate Daniels series (and not just because of the werelion). A number of paranormal creatures thrown into a high fantasy setting and time period with a splash a steampunk. Let¿s call it paranormal fantasy. GEIST is set in a lush high fantasy world were a dedicated Order of essentially mages protect humanity from demons (aka geists) who attempt to possess and destroy the world. The Order is made up of two complimentary types of mages: Actives (who wield magic) and Sensitives (who can `see¿ the Otherside) who enter into a psychic Bond together.This type of magic system and the religious/political order who train and dogmatize the deacons from childhood is very reminiscent of Robert Jordan¿s Wheel of Time series. Unfortunately, at just over 300 pages, I felt like GEIST barely scratched the surface of this necessarily complex society. I¿m sure there will be more about The Order in future books, but as it was in the first book, we got the abridged version which remained too shallow for me to really connect with. The characters were an entirely different matter, specifically Raed Rossin, Pretender to the throne. He is a wonderfully tormented man who brandishes his bitterness and pride like the weapons they are. Sorcha, meanwhile, is a walking legend as the most powerful Active The Order has. She is revered and feared by those around her, save for her indifferent husband and Sensitive partner, Kolya. After an injury, the young and idealistic Merrick is assigned to Sorcha in his stead.I did like GEIST, but it had the potential to make me love it, and that miss has me disappointed. The world building was fascinating but underutilized, the surprise romance was a nice addition, and the three main characters made for an interesting if dysfunctional group. I¿m on the fence about whether or not I¿ll be picking up SPECTYR when it¿s published in Summer 2011.
barlow304 on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
A blend of "other-worldly" and steam-punk, with more than a hint of romance. Quick read, and entertaining, but not worth re-reading.
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jsrock37 More than 1 year ago
I wasn't sure what to expect from this book at first, so I was pleasantly surprised by how much I enjoyed reading it. About halfway through the book I was dearly hoping it was part of a series. And it is, yay! Fun, instantly likeable characters and a plot that keeps you wondering what will happen next. Love it!
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An engaging storyline with interesting characters. I look forward to further books in the series.
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Doesntreviewoften More than 1 year ago
Wow. I am thoroughly impressed! Though it felt like I was reading for a month, it was such a good book that I did not mind in the least. I recommend this book for any avid fantasy reader.