Thoughtbrewing...
Thoughtbrewing...
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“Kingslayer Spiders? No—Shield Spiders.”
“Hello there.”
“I see. Clever.”
“Oh?”
“Did you do that as well?”
“Where did you get the wood?”
“If you’d been bit, the potion would have done you little good. Shield Spiders have a decently strong venom.”
“Few could best a Shield Spider with their bare hands.”
“May I ask how?”
“Shield Spiders are notorious for tracking and killing prey across dozens of miles. You were wise not to run.”
“You have a Skill. [Lesser Strength]. Even so, I see you were injured.”
“You are a Level 11 [Innkeeper]. I am surprised you were able to accomplish such a feat. Few would be so brave, even ten levels higher. And you are no adventurer.”
“Murderer? That’s an interesting word. I would not use it to describe you.”
“Ah.”
“And? What have you learned?”
“A talent for war is never wasted. What a shame you don’t see it that way.”
“My apologies. I didn’t want to offend you.”
“They would have killed you.”
“Oh? Then why fight? [Innkeepers] don’t level from fighting monsters.”
“I am pleased to meet you, Innkeeper Solstice. I am an adventurer wandering through these lands.”
“I am part Gazer. It is in my ancestry. You may call me by the name others not of my race give me. Gazi.”
“You might call them that.”
“Not at all. But I have met many Humans. Many Humans and many races, but never one as curious as you. Many bolder or grander or more dangerous—but never one so oddly as this.”
“What a curious Human you are.”
“Of course.”
“If you like, I can end them now—”
“I wouldn’t. It would bite and consume you first chance it got. Shield Spiders cannot be tamed. Unless you had the [Beastmaster] class, this child will eventually take your life.”
“That would be most welcome.”
“Spawn. They are as dangerous as adults in numbers.”
“Then why fight? Why not run?”
“Ah. But you have done more than that. This nest was a threat to many. You eliminated it. You spoke truly: you do have a talent for fighting.”
“You have talent in killing things. You might be a good adventurer, especially since you wiped out a nest by yourself. Why are you ashamed of—”
“Did you do this? By yourself?”
“Krakk trees. They do burn well, but you were lucky none of them exploded. They do that quite often, and the shrapnel is deadly.”
“Shield Spiders are considered to be a Silver-rank threat. A nest of them though…I wouldn’t be surprised if a team of Gold-rank adventurers were dispatched to handle it.”
“I see it.”
“A nest. I have heard they are a hazard around here to travellers.”
“Murder is the sin of taking lives that matter. We who fight such monsters are exterminators. Killers, perhaps; murderers, no. A murderer should not be suffered.”
“Yes, I saw.”
“Don’t you want to claim the bounty on the Shield Spiders before you go? Their carcasses will not burn up in the flames.”
“I am Gazi of Reim.”
“That may be slightly difficult at the moment.”
“I fear we must part ways for a time, Erin Solstice. I must greet the master of this guild and the local ruling body. But I hope I may visit you at your inn for your promised meal.”
“I do not fight with my fists. If I draw my sword—people die. I would prefer not to.”
“It is hard to understand, I suppose. But I believe your friend Relc enjoys the quieter moments. Anyone can tire of war. Believe me.”
“Well, I have not lacked for entertainment since travelling to these lands. I will seek lodgings within the city, then. Good day to you, Erin Solstice. We shall meet again.”
“I foresee it.”
“Besides—he is not the one who needs help.”
“Many times. That is quite restful compared to war.”
“He is over Level 30 in the [Spearmaster] class. That would be enough. The highest level among the adventurers is Level 21—the one he has just knocked unconscious. A [Spearmaster] is not an equal to a mere [Warrior], regardless of levels.”
“Many have reasons to leave war. I, too, was a soldier once. As I am sure many know. But I left my position to become an adventurer. It is only worth being a soldier if one has a cause to fight for, a leader to follow, and a reason not to die.”
“Ah. A warrior among civilians. A rare sight in peaceful Izril.”
“Acid Flies?”
“Erin. Is now a good time?”
“I have met with various individuals. But I am sure others will introduce themselves when they realize I am in the city. However, I wonder if I might take you up on your offer.”
“I believe I am more infamous than famous.”
“I did not wonder. But it was quite amusing to see your reaction when the child asked you the question.”
“Some might say so. I apologize if the attention bothers you. Do you dislike such things?”
“You mentioned you had an inn. If you wouldn’t mind, I would very much like to see it and have a meal, if I may.”
“I believe the difference between the two is quite minute in some senses. In others however—well, suffice it to say I appreciate staring as opposed to other reactions. Some cities would not let me past the gates—or even in range of the walls. Nor will I blame them for that.”
“This looks delightful. Thank you for allowing me to impose.”
“The life of an adventurer is not for everyone.”
“Greetings, [Necromancer].”
“I am Gazi Pathseeker, a travelling adventurer.”
“I am merely exploring this continent. Rest assured, I mean to cause no disruptions while I am here. Reim is far from here, and my liege sleeps. I am…peaceful.”
“Indeed? A fascinating class. I myself have killed only a few.”
“Ah. Pasta? It looks quite delicious. Thank you, Erin.”
“I am quite enjoying the spectacle. Do not mind me.”
“As tempting as your offer is, I must refuse. But I believe you would be wise to invest in some form of defense as you are no warrior.”
“Is it strange that other species do not know much about Human reproduction?”
“It becomes occasionally unpleasant.”
“Thank you, Shopkeeper Krshia. I apologize for my rudeness.”
“It sounds like you have quite a tough job. I am impressed.”
“I noticed your new building. I take it is meant to act as a bathroom?”
“So, how did you meet that young man? Where does he hail from?”
“I do not care. If anything…it may suit me very well. Nor am I of this continent or Terandria. Mine is a different land, and I have known [Necromancers] and their kind. An accomplishment is an accomplishment.”
“I would not mention that fact ever again were I you two. Either of you. Even that Drake would behead the [Necromancer] for this.”
“Pardon me, Erin, but I must attend to some business. I will return shortly.”
“He is—talented.”
“A Level 1 [Skeleton Warrior].”
“Chandrar is not entirely desert, but my adopted homeland borders a vast desert, yes. Hence my familiarity with what this young [Necromancer] has done. But even Khelt’s King would call it extraordinary. If he did not behead that one for the deed.”
““I don’t believe that will happen.””
““In the name of Reim—begone.””
““Erin Solstice. You are full of surprises.””
““No one will attack this inn. Or I will find you and you will suffer. And you will all leave now.””
““I am glad that you are unharmed.””
““I merely prevented them from causing more trouble. But you would have handled them most admirably had I not been here.””
““Ah. Just a [Princess].””
““A mysterious child with a unique Skill, and a [Necromancer] who can create new undead.””
““Yes, time.””
““Still, I see that they have caused much damage. I apologize. I should have forced them to repay you for the damages.””
““Two.””
““But she is different.””
“And what would that be?”
“It is useful. Although I would warn you that maintaining such a spot can be difficult. You did well to build it away from water and your inn. I’ve seen many killed over fouling water, accidentally or not.”
“I have visited several Human cities to the north. And strangely, come back here chasing rumors. I hoped you could assist me.”
“I am Gazi.”
“You are members of the Horns of Hammerad, aren’t you?”
“I wished to speak with you.”
“Is it not appropriate? The Horns of Hammerad are well known in the cities around here.”
“That is good.”
“Greetings. I hope I’m not interrupting?”
“I have heard—from several sources—of a most extraordinary Human female in this area. A Runner. I believe her name is Ryoka Griffin. A levelless girl who braved the High Passes and survived. A most…interesting person in short. And I am told the Horns of Hammerad are her acquaintances.”
“Excuse me.”
“Ah. So you know her. Good. Tell me, is she all that people say she is?”
“Indeed? How fascinating. I should very much like to meet her. You wouldn’t happen to know where she is by any chance?”
“Ah, but I would dearly like to meet her. Would you happen to know where she stays?”
“But I have more questions to ask about Ryoka. And I feel you can answer them.”
“How inconvenient. And we were doing so well with politeness. But I will have an answer. But first—an apology. I will hear it from you on your knees, half-Elf.”
“But make no mistake. I shall see you again and ask more questions. Unless of course I find this Ryoka Griffin first.”
“But I am still higher rank than you. I could be…troublesome to you if you refuse to help.”
“And do you have any way of finding her now? Or perhaps you know where she’s going?”
“Hm. You would not answer questions for me? I am a Named Adventurer, you know. And you are, ah, yes, Silver-rank. Tradition would dictate you help me to the best of your abilities.”
“Farewell.”
“I have business to attend to elsewhere. I just wished to know if you planned on travelling anywhere in the coming weeks.”
“I won’t trespass here long. I just wished to tell you I will be travelling from this city for a while.”
“Your pardons, warrior.”
“Excuse me.”
“How inconvenient. I suppose I must ask my questions another time.”
“I was just curious. I would greatly enjoy having another meal here at a later date, and I would not wish for you to leave before then.”
“I would simply like to meet her.”
“I do not suffer insults to my lord’s name.”
“Well then. Until we meet again.”
“Which inn?”
“Good evening, Erin.”
“Hello. Am I disturbing you?”
“If she is confident—let her make her choices. That is freedom. I have heard it said that a measure of Couriers and Gold-ranks is whether or not they can pass through the Bloodfields and live.”
“We cannot stop people from making their choices. And I think the outcome would be—interesting. We might all be surprised.”
“A small city for Gnolls of your level as well. A warrior above Level 30 like you—and your entire group is high-level as well. So many Silverfangs for a border city of the Drakes is odd. Yes?”
“Though it is curious to meet you. What is your name, Runner, again? Where do you hail from? Such bravery isn't often seen.”
“And I would not like your warriors to go to Liscor. You seem intent on being my problem. So let us make a peaceful offer. Turn around and go back to your tribe. Now.”
“Do you think eighteen of your lot can refuse?”
“He never set foot on Izril himself. We sent one of seven against a Walled City, Gnoll. Had even more of us come—you would not smile.”
“Merchant Ysara. You are welcome. I thought it was an interesting event. Though now—if Runner Griffin wishes to enter the Bloodfields, I say let her.”
“And before that?”