“I didn’t wear all my armour, so you’ll have tive me,” Adam said, strapping the crimson shield to his forearm, clutg it tight. The shield held a Greater bonus, and held no need for attuning with the shield, meaning it could be used to its full potential at all times, unlike Phantom and Wraith.
The knight bowed his head and drew his bde, wielding it with both hands. It was no greatsword, but it was still a powerful on, oh a Basihanced entment. He could have used a shield, but for the sake of fairness, and his pride, he decided against it.
“Should we bet on the bout?” Adam asked, stretg his neck from side to side, walking along the soft floor of the pathway which led between the various mies. “One hundred gold?”
“As you wish.”
“Alright,” Adam said, pulling Wraith up from his side, casually swinging the on around. “I should warn you, I’m not quite as weak as I was before.”
“Nor am I.”
Battle OrderD20 + 1 = 7 (6)
The knight’s entire body burst forth, causing Adam to raise his shield. The fmes licked at the edges of the shield as he struck against Adam’s shield. The knight, with a level of brutality Adam had only seen from Iyrmen, showered blow after blow onto the Half Elf, smming his bde furiously down onto Adam’s shield.
Health: 78 -> 42
‘God damn!’ Adam thought, feeling his arm already beginning to ache from the furious blows of the knight. He stepped back from the force of the blows, but the knight could not keep up his furious assault for long, and in the moment the knight o breathe, Adam inhaled deeply.
Fighting Spirit: 3 -> 2Health: 42 -> 47
Attack - WraithD20 + 9 = 10 (1)D20 + 9 = 19 (10)Hit!Mana: 18 -> 17Ability: Divine Smite2D6 + 2D6 + 7 = 22 (1, 4)(5, 5)22 damage!
Attack - WraithD20 + 9 = 16 (7)D20 + 9 = 21 (12)Hit!Mana: 17 -> 16Ability: Divine Smite2D6 + 2D6 + 7 = 23 (2, 6)(3, 5)23 damage!
Onward Soar: 1 -> 0
Attack - WraithD20 + 9 = 21 (12)D20 + 9 = 24 (15)Hit!Mana: 16 -> 15Ability: Divine Smite2D6 + 2D6 + 7 = 20 (3, 4)(3, 3)20 damage!
Attack - WraithD20 + 9 = 20 (10)D20 + 9 = 21 (11)Hit!Mana: 15 -> 14Ability: Divine Smite2D6 + 2D6 + 7 = 18 (2, 4)(1, 4)18 damage!
Tough Spirit: 1 -> 02D6 + 6 = 15 (3, 6)Health: 47 -> 62
Adam’s arm moved swiftly, his axe blurring through the air. He met the knight’s bde, but the great force behind his bde caused the knight to slide aside, before his axe tio blur through the air. Magical steel sang against magical steel, and as Adam pounced on the knight, giving him a taste of his own medie, each blow hammering down against the nobleman’s personal guard, the knight buckled.
Adam inhaled deeply, flexing his muscles, regaining much of his strength. He looked to the unscious knight under him, deg against healing him with his magic, just in case it appeared as though he had cast too many spells. Adam fot the fact Sir Landon had seen him do all manner of incredible feats, never miing his knight with little to no effort.
Victory!KnightXP Gained: +300XP: 11 000 -> 11 300
“You did not use Wraith?”
“Well, I mean, I did use Wraith, I just didn’t use Wraith,” Adam replied, shrugging his shoulders before smirking. “You’ll see Wraith soon enough.”
Jaygak stared at the pair, her eyes slightly narrowed, her lips pulled taut. ‘Baktu, why did you set me up with these monsters?’ Her eyes theo Kitool, causio sigh deeply. Kitool pced a hand on Jaygak’s shoulder, uanding the tone of her friend’s sigh.
A slow cp began, deepening as the figure approached, fnked by his own personal guard. The figure was a man in his thirties or so, with bck hair and striking blue eyes. A handsome enough fellow, though his face owdered and his hair was slicked baeatly.
“How amazing,” the figure said, smiling wide, revealing his pearly white teeth, though his mors seemed to be made of gems. “I never would have expected to find such great warriors withihird mie.”
Sir Landon narrowed his eyes. “What are you doing here, Manon?”
“I was talking a walk, dearest brother,” Sir Manon replied. “ I not walk through the nds which will soon be mine?”
“There are still a few years left,” Sir Landon replied. “A lot could happen before then.”
“Perhaps,” Sir Manon said, before his eyes fell to Adam and the others. “So you’ve id your bed with four Iyrmen for the tour?”
“I’m no Iyrman, Sir,” Adam corrected, taking off his helmet to reveal his face, and his leaf shaped ears.
“Three Iyrmen and a Half Elf,” Sir Manon corrected. “What has my brother offered you? One hundred gold for each win? Fifty? I’ll pay you double if you work for me, Half Elf. I’ll take the rge Iyrman beside you too. I should leave my brother with at least two of you.”
“Unfortunately, we promised Sir Landon that we’d assist him for the tour, and we’ve sighe tract already,” Adam said.
“Have you just sighe tract?”
“Yes.”
“Then you simply burn it before it gets to the guild. My brother create another tract for the young women beside you, and I create one for you and that young man beside you. As I said, whatever my brother has promised, I will double.” Sir Manon motioned a hand to his guard, who stepped forward.
Adam eyed up the guard, adorned in full pte, with a rge bde on his back. “Unfortunate, Sir Manon, we gave our word to your brother that we’d assist him in this matter.”
“What does your word cost? I’m certain we egotiate something satisfactory between us.”
“It’s priceless,” Adam replied.
“How quaint,” Sir Manon said. “A thousand gold? Two?”
Adam’s lips twitched into a smile, but he tried to keep it away. “Jurot. What do you think? Two thousand gold to break our word?”
“It is too cheap,” Jurot said.
“How much do you think we should break our word for?” Adam asked, f a long smirk.
“Nothihan Sir Landon’s death.”
Adam coughed. He blinked hard, shaking his head, before opening his eyes to stare at Jurot. Sir Landon raised his brows in surprise, and even Sir Manon tilted his head at the words.
“Jurot, what the hell?” Adam whispered.
“You dare to threaten a noble? Within our own home?” Sir Manon asked, his voice clear and low. His personal guard, who stood o Adam, reached for his greatsword.
“No,” Jurot stated. “It is the truth. If Sir Landon dies, we will no longer be beholden to him, he would be dead. If you wish for us to break our word, we will not. If you kill Sir Landon, we will no longer o keep our word.”
“You ’t say it like that,” Adam whispered loudly. “Yoing to get us into trouble.”
“It is no threat, for it is true.” Jurot said. “Even if I did threaten a noble, we Iyrmen follow the King’s Law out of courtesy. If I threaten, or kill, a noble, I will be punished by the Iyr. Only the Biodi would dare to kill me for breaking the w, and only if the pay is right. You Aldishmen, noble or not, ot.”
The knight drew his greatsword, the rge bde made of a darkish blue metal with golden flecks. It shimmered slightly, the flecks glowing lightly.
‘Jagite, and it’s ented? Nice.’ Adam thought, nodding his head approvingly at the sword. He wondered which magical entments y on the bde. ‘I’ve gotta be careful, otherwise they’ll lump me in with Jurot.’
Jurot reached for Phantom, but did not uhe it yet. Instead, he looked to Adam, waiting to see what he would do.
“Don’t involve me,” Adam said, raising his hands as he slowly backed away. “You’re the ohat kill everyone a away with it. I’m no Iyrman, I have to follow the rules of the nd, so I’m stepping back. Just gonna step right here, and just watch everything unfold. I’ll let everyone know about what happened.”
Jurot’s eyes fell bato the knight. He drew his axe, and rolled his shoulders, but made no move to attack just yet. He narrowed his eyes at the rge figure, who wielded such a rge on. It held at least a Basitment, but it was certainly no Phantom.
Adam looked to Sir Landon. “Don’t worry, Sir Landon. I’ll be sure to tell the Iyr that you weren’t involved in this. I ’t promise you’ll be free of their wrath, since I’m not sure if my words mean anything, but the rest of your family? Well, we’ll see how long the Littleseas st.”
“Surrender yourselves before me, and I shall sider it a mere slip of the tongue,” Sir Manon said. “The guards will process you acc you to the King’s Law. Threatening a noble is punishable by death, and it will be they who will judge you. Don’t think that you will be able to evade justice either, Fae.”
‘Baktu damn it.’
Damnit, Adam!
Why are you always-
*Rereads chapter.*
Wait. It's NOT Adam's fault?
