“Khio, you received a saint's blessing! Why didn't I realize it until now!?” Florian exclaims with great excitement. Khio looks at her, the saint's blessing was some temple talk that Khio never really lent an ear to.
“What?” The perplexed expression on her face said it all, she had never realized it.
“Just now when you told them to lay down and they listened, did you not feel anything?”
“Is it even possible for someone to be this beautiful?” Rhetta muttered to herself. “He's so pretty!” Florian blurts out, really admiring his features.Even Rhetta who had never paid attention to the appearance of others could not deny that she was astounded by his beauty.
'Thankfully they couldn't see what I was holding just then...Defending myself with a measly letter opener would have been difficult. Besides, I don't have a penchant for violence.' Kramoris indulges his thoughts before getting back to the matter. “As expected from the empire's greatest merchant, I see you're a man of many talents.” Rhetta speaks, it felt more like a fact than an attempt of flattery. “Second best merchant in the empire.” Kramoris is quick to cor
A monstrous creature treads into the forest, heavy weighted steps made the ground groan with every leaden trod. They were slow, unsteady steps. The creature appeared exhausted and dazed, it neared where the group were hiding. The overwhelming stench of blood and rot filled their senses.Hammy whimpered softly and backed away from the tree. Khio had her hands full trying to soothe Hammy and keep her eye on the creature. She undoubtedly had a good sense of a creature and their innate temperament, this information would help her decide on the method she needed to tame them. For some reason, this creature had no such feeling. It felt hollow, deathly and glum. The form of its body ha
“A magic scroll!? How do you have this?” Rhetta exclaims, bewildered and giving Kramoris the exact reaction he wanted. Her face was a sight for sore eyes, indeed, this was the anticipated reaction he had awaited. He almost wanted to laugh at his prediction. Khio had been stunned into silence. It was no surprise that being around the imperial family they were bound to hear of magic scrolls and this was the first time they actually got to see one. It had them all the more impressed that Kramoris just casually pulled it out. The emperor himself could not readily h
Legacy Information Guild, Azmar Village. Early Morning. Rennier still relied on the knowledge he held of Tayoshi from years ago, things were different now. How could they not be? More than once in the spar Tayoshi had been surprised at Rennier's change and growth, but clicked his tongue at the same old habits he displayed. Tayoshi dug the blade into the dirt and kicked in lieu of his spear, Rennier fell to the ground from the hard impact. He scrambles in retreat and rolls, finding his balance and standing on his feet. He feels unsteady and tries to rec
Legacy Information Guild, Azmar Village. Evening. “I asked what is taking so long.” Behellagh reiterated his words. Tayoshi holds back a sigh “To which job are you referring to? We are currently handling four of your requests simultaneously.” “F-Four?” Behellagh's surprise was evident, he clears his throat and goes back to his usual expression.
The colour drained from Ayesha's face upon hearing something so morbid. She looked at Rhetta and Khio who were completely unfazed as if being fitted for a coffin were so natural. It was a natural thing after death, but not for the living who appeared so healthy. 'Is this normal? Is it because they're criminals and are preparing for the worst?' Ayesha questioned in her thoughts. She shook the thoughts from her mind and took the measurements without any further delay. The two former knights looked awfully eager for their coffins. Kramoris snickers softly in the background at how transparent Ayesha's thoughts are. She handed him the measurements and Kramoris concluded by writin
'Such a small procession for a noble? Most nobles would metaphorically rather die than be disgraced to see such a humbling procession after their death.' Trusting his intuition and the irksome feeling, the knight steps before the first carriage. He knocks on the door and awaits a response. “Pardon me, I am Sir Tybost and I would like to conduct an inspection.” Khio and Rhetta found being stuck at the checkpoint for so long highly unusual, when they thought of all the previous times when it was a matter of stopping and going. Rhetta cautiously lifted the curtain enough to see what was happening outside without alerting to her own presence. Through the sliver of visibility she saw a knight at the door of the first carriage. Rhetta gulped with the sharp inhale that stifled her gasp. The sudden inspection caught them off guard and brought the reality back to the forefront. It had been easy until now, too easy and they were paying the price. The two moved carefully so as to not rock th