The guild master clapped once again and from another door on the left, entered a well-dressed man bringing a tray in front of him. His eyes followed the man as he approached them. His red coat and slick black hair gave him a very dignified look, more than the guild master.The man walked past through him without batting an eye of his existence. He placed the tray on the table and revealed a bronze badge, a rolled-up scroll with a wax seal, and a pouch that possibly contained coins“Well, what do you have to say?” The pompous guild master raised his eyebrow as he sat back to his chair. “I am waiting…” His voice had a little hint of annoyance.It took Ghwyr a moment to realize what just happened, especially after hoping for the worst. He slowly turned to the guild master with tears welling in his eyes. His face twitched as he tried his best to hold in his overwhelming feeling of joy and relief.The guild master stared at him intently. His mouth twitched as his forehead creased as he wai
Ghwyr’s steps bounced as he tagged along with the members of the Iron Bears. He was so happy with what was currently going on that he was thinking of what to offer the Great Lady Luck Salidas later. The goddess had smiled upon him and showed her goodness to him. Everything that happened that day was a hard-prayed wish answered.“My Lady of Luck and Second Chances, I thank you for this auspicious day.” He prayed under his breath as he walked along the wide streets of the Queen’s path. “As I promised, I shall talk to you about my adventures and offer you half of what I have, for it was your will that got me through.” He said discreetly.He glanced at his companions. They seemed to be preoccupied with their own things. Frejr was looking around the colorful carpets and drapes hung in the apartment complexes and few different taverns they have passed. The floating cloths looked like banners, proudly swaying in the gentle blow of the wind, announcing their proud sigils to those who could se
The morning breeze pricked through Ghwyr’s armor as he was walking towards the King’s Park located a few streets away from the King Square. He wanted to go there first before heading to the Guild Hall. There was a small shrine there dedicated for Salidas, and it wasn’t made for gamblers or criminals. It was said to be erected by a group of adventurers who worship and love the goddess as much as he did.It was also a perfect place to offer his prayers. There were sparse houses in their and only a few people walked around the park that early in the morning. He could say his prayers peacefully without others passing by or beggars bugging him. Most especially, he was sure that no one would dare take his offering once he placed it in Her shrine.He arrived at the park and immediately looked for Saldias’ shrine which was located deep in the bundle of thick oak trees. He navigated through the maze-like pathway until he reached a small clearing filled with armor, swords, gold, and other items
Ghwyr walked out of the guild hall angrily. He still couldn’t believe how he was treated by the administrator. He wanted to complain to the guild master. However, he just got his bronze rank, and complaining to that eccentric guild master might get him into trouble. Besides, getting an armor shouldn’t take him an entire three days. So, he took a deep breath and went on to find a perfect armor for him in the Armorer’s square.The Armorer’s square was located at the southwestern part of the capital just beside the King’s Park. The place was a haven for adventurers who were looking for weapons and armor with good quality and magical effects.On his way to the square, Ghwyr was counted the money he had, peeking through the pouch while hoping that it would be enough for him to buy the things he needed.“10 gold coins, would be…” His forehead furrowed as he mentally converted the amount into bronze. “If one gold is equal to… 50 bronze coins, then… I have five hundred bronze coins.” He said
The road towards the Bottom-trodden was rocky. Unlike the paved roads of the capital, the road headed to the lower towns were rocky and unpaved. Ghwyr recalled how bumpy the road was when he first left for Gahayam. It made him nauseous and sick that he painted the road with his vomit.But that was three years ago. Evidently, things had been different now that he has traveled on carts for multiple occasions, this shouldn’t be as bad as the last.They descended into the slopes, slowly climbing down from the proud kingdom situated above a flattened mountain. The cartman said it would take them half a day to reach their destination. He was lucky enough to ride the last trip to Bottom-trodden or he would’ve waited the next morning before he could go there.He sat there silently along with some other people as they passed by northern villages located at the side of the leveled mountain. The villages had a different vibe to themselves compared to the capital. It was serene and calm just like
“Off you go, halfling!” The stall keeper threw some water at him. “You’re damping my business!” He spat.“I did nothing to you!” Ghwyr said. “I was just asking a—” He evaded another water attack target on him.Ghwyr went away while grumbling at the stall keeper. He continued looking for the dwarf Paryghor. However, he was going nowhere with his efforts. No one was cooperating with him. They would either chase him off or told him they don’t the man and it was frustrating him.The night was not getting any younger. The crowd thinned by a half since he arrived and most stalls were already closing, yet he still had no information on where to find the dwarf. He sat on one of the benches at the center of the square as he contemplated on what he needed to do next.“Hey, kid… wuchudoin’ here?!” A drunk man stumbled towards him. “You hava coin?” He slurred.“I am looking for someone.” Ghwyr stood up and tried walking away, but the man blocked him and pushed him down to his seat.“W-where you…
Ghwyr wasn’t sure how what time it was already, but he was still running away from his perpetrators. The men had some other colleagues lurking around the market. He almost got stabbed as he ran away from them earlier. He fought off two of them hiding in the alley, and he had to hide inside a trash jar he found empty at one dimly lit alley.He was inside the jar for a few minutes now and it was getting more unbearable. The smell of rotting meat and vegetables were not as bad as the critters moving beneath his boots. He felt its slithering body rubbing against the sole of his boots. He could just pop out of there and move someplace else, but his gut feeling was telling him otherwise.Just as he shifted his weight, Ghwyr heard loud footsteps approaching. He stood still and hoped that whatever creature was beneath his boots wouldn’t move as much. The men were cursing and called him names as they seemed to be looking around the area.“Where did that bastard go?!” The man said while catchin
The dwarf stared at him and dragged a chair from the corner of the room. He sat in front of Ghwyr placing his axe on the floor and crossing his arms, showing his dominance over the halfling.“So, what would it be?” The dwarf took a deep breath. “Are yah goin’ to pay me for the costs of this project or not?” He asked.“W-w-what?” Ghwyr’s forehead creased on his question. “W-what do you mean by pay?” He was confused with what the dwarf meant.“This project Rygard told yah, will cost yah.” He said. “Them golden chains not goin’ to create itself.” He shrugged his shoulders.“He never mentioned that to me!” Ghwyr exclaimed. “I… I… only came here—” he tried explaining, but the dwarf was adamant.“He got yah right there.” The dwarf grinned. “Tis project he wanted me to do is costly. 10 gold coins and 10 silvers worth. Also, I am goin’ to need an assistant for this. So, what say you?” He said to him.“Ten gold and ten silvers?” Ghwyr’s eyes widened in shock. “But I—”“Or I could just leave ya