Quest plete: Artefact RetrievalXP Gained: +100XP: 7475 -> 7575

  Quest plete: IyrmaurnedXP Gained: +100XP: 7575 -> 7675

  Quest plete: Sy Giant Blood SnakeXP Gained: +100XP: 7675 -> 7775

  Quest plete: Adventurer’s FateXP Gained: +100XP: 7775 -> 7785

  Stamps Gained: +2Stamps: 10 -> 12

  Adam bit into the fresh jam bun, chewing it slowly, with Lucy by his side. The pair stared at their Iyrman panion, who was currently talking to the baker. A sweet dessert, for stomad heart.

  “Let’s leave the little love birds alone,” Adam whispered, slowly withdrawing from the bakery, joining the others, who were enjoying their fresh hot bread. It had been a while sihey had pleted a quest, and he had missed the taste of the jam buns, and he was sure Jurot missed talking to Pam too.

  ‘How I get them together?’ Adam thought. ‘I could source the bread for the inn from here…’

  “You o stop thinking so much,” Lucy said. “Just let it be.”

  Adam sighed, but bowed his head. “Nobby, make sure your family gets all that bread, otherwise it’ll go to waste.”

  “Yes, mister boss.”

  Adam pat Nobby’s shoulder. “e on, I’ll take you home. Kitool, would you mind ing with me?”

  Kitool followed as Adam took Nobby home. Adam wao make sure Nobby got home safely, and he wao make sure he, too, got back to the guild safely.

  “You be good to your ma and pa, alright?” Adam said, slipping two gems into the basket of bread, before nodding his head to Nobby.

  “Yes, mister boss.”

  “Alright.”

  Adam left immediately afterwards, leading Kitool away. He didn’t want to stand there for their reunion, Nobby should return back to his family to spend time with them. They should get to have fun together without him interrupting them.

  “Thanks for ing with me, Kitool,” Adam said as they walked back the guild.

  “There is no need for thanks.”

  “’t be doing that sort of thing. I may be an idiot, but I have to be a polite idiot.” Adam smiled.

  Omen: 2, 4

  Adam stared at the stone egg in hand. He looked to Vonda and shook his head. “Sorry, but I didn’t get anything from it.”

  Vonda bowed her head. “Thank you, Adam.”

  Vonda had e to him in the m to ask him to cast Identify to see if the egg was magical, but after an hour, Adam hadn’t mao gather anything.

  “What are you going to do with it?” Adam asked, leaning back, as though he didn’t really care to hear the answer, but his brows were raised in intrigue.

  “I do not know,” Vonda admitted. She stared at the egg, which looked a as though it were made of sto was quite heavy, too, though not as heavy as one might expe egg made of stoo be.

  “The Iyr might know a thing or two.”

  Vonda nodded her head slowly. She was still unsure, in case the Iyr would take the egg from her.

  “Ah.”

  “Yes?” Vonda turo the Half Elf.

  “In the Iyr, the dawnval festival,” Adam said. “I wonder what kind of outfit she’s wearing. Is she wearing the paint? Is she having fun? Is someone bullying her?” Adam sighed.

  Vonda stared at Adam for a long moment. ‘How is it that you be so…’ Vonda wasn’t sure what to call him. ‘ge?’ she thought, thinking about the word which had been introduced to her.

  Adam stretched out his neck, swaying it side to side. “I should go to the market and buy some gifts for the children for wheurn.”

  “You have only just left.”

  “It’s good to get those things out of the lus, I always buy more ter, ’t I?” Adam said, his eyes sparkling with boyish joy.

  Vonda wasn’t sure if ge was the right word, but she felt it to be true in her heart.

  “Do you want to go and buy some gifts with me?”

  “Will they accept gifts from me?”

  “Why not?” Adam asked. “Gifts from a Priest of…” Adam paused, crossing his arms as he went into thought. ‘She’s a Priest of Life, but it’s White Rose, wasn’t it? No. That was the logic I used before, but it was wrong, so it’s definitely…’ “Life’s Rose?”

  Vonda smiled.

  ‘Nice.’

  Adam ged out some of his age to gems and gold, before the pair left to the nearby markets to buy some tris for the children.

  ‘How much should I spend?’ Adam thought. ‘If we’re going to be moving around the different towns then I don’t o spend much. I’ll just spend a gold or two. No. I’ll spend a few more, just in case. I do have a little over two hundred gold, so why don’t I just spend more mohere’s nothing wrong with spending a hundred gold oris, right?’

  Adam massaged his cheeks. ‘Adam! Stop it! You god damn idiot! Stop being se! Just spend a couple of gold oris, don’t waste your money! But, won’t they be happy if I give them more? No! Stop it!’

  Vonda watched as Adam fell still, fighting himself internally, even though it appeared that he was deep in thought. She had known Adam long enough to know when he was doing that thing.

  Once Adam let the ge pass through him, he walked about the market, finding all kinds of little tris. He found wood carvings, pottery, strips of cloth, bracelets, among a number of other tris.

  ‘Right, I o buy some for the gate kids too.’ Adam bought a handful of tris of each kind, though he bought many strips of cloth, which the Iyrmen liked to collebsp;

  “What do you think?” Adam asked, pig up a small wooden carving of a Dragon. “Don’t you think my sister would love this?”

  “Any child would love a carving of a Dragon,” Vonda said.

  “What kind on is this?” Adam asked the mert.

  The mert smiled, quizzically. He was in his te thirties or so, and wore fairly simple, but well made clothing, dark blue like the deep o. “It’s a Dragon.”

  “Yes, but is it a Blue Dragon, a Red Dragon, or a Silver Dragon, you know?”

  “I believe that’s a Silver Dragon,” the mert said.

  Adam looked at it. He narrowed his eyes. “No it’s not.”

  The mert tilted his head. “What do you mean, mister?”

  “I’ve seen Silver Dragons, well, one Silver Dragon, but it didn’t look anything like this. Doesn’t look like a Blue or White Dragoher.” Adam squi the Dragon figure.

  “Are you certain?” the mert asked, raising his brow curiously.

  “Pretty sure. I apanied some Iyrmen about, and we mao sy a White Dragon and a Blue Dragon just the other year, st year, in fact.”

  The mert tried to keep the doubt away from his eyes.

  “Look, I’m just saying that I know that it doesn’t look like the three kinds ons I’ve met, I’m n to catch a bargain.” Adam sighed. “Do you have any other Dragons?”

  “No Red Dragons, but I’ve got other kinds.” The mert pced more Dragons oable.

  “Ah! That’s a Silver Dragon, that’s a White Dragon, and that’s a Blue Dragon,” Adam said, pointing to each Dragon. Silver Dragons were fairly slim, and White Dragohicker and rger, with brutish horns, and though Blue Dragons looked simir to White Dragons, their faces were generally more squarish. “I’ll buy one of each of them.”

  “To buy all three, I’ll charge only five gold for a Dragon Syer,” the mert said, far more enthusiastic about the purchase. “I also have some Dragon scales for sale.”

  “Which colours?”

  “Blue and White.”

  “Ah,” Adam said. “I’ve got plenty of those scales, so I’ll be fine, but thank you.”

  “What a shame. I will try and procure some other scales for the ime I arrive in Red Oak.”

  “Oh?” Adam said. “Really?”

  “I am usually in Red Oak during te dawnval.”

  “Perfect,” Adam said, pg down six gold. “Bring those dragon scales to me and I’ll be sure t a heavier pouch! Any time on tris you find, I’ll most likely order them from you. I’m trying to be sensible with my money right now, but year I’ll be sweating gold s.”

  A bell was rung nearby.

  “Ordah! King’s Ordah! Gold! Blood! Glory! Able bodied men join the army! Gold! Blood! Glory! Ordah! King’s Ordah!”

  Adam gnced aside to see a young man who was adorned in fairly simple clothing, with his hair eatly. He rung his bell, bellowed his words, before moving along, ringing his bell again.

  “Eh?” Adam said, looking at the young man, before looking to Vonda. “They’re recruiting for war?”

  Vonda narrowed her eyes. “It appears to be the case.”

  “Must be the isnds with Aswadia?” Adam pondered. “War must be going poorly.”

  “No,” Jurot said, ohey had returned with their gifts to the guild. “That war e the beginning of the year. They are recruiting in preparation of another war, a different kind of war.”

  “Oh?” Adam said, looking to Jurot. He had returned back to the Iyr at the beginning of the year, but it seemed he knew about the war.

  “I have heard the isnds hold many great resources, many of which are useful,” Jurot said. “They seem to hold some resources which will bring them mountains of gold too.”

  “Oh.” Something scratched at the back of Adam’s head, as though he were missing something obviously. “I wouldn’t know anything about that.” The Brit then sipped his tea.

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