Patricia Moore
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Beam nodded slowly, still having no idea what the Favour system was, but not wanting to show weakness in front of Greeves. "So, you knew from the start that Ferdinand's request would mean going against the village Elder. Yet you saddled me with it anyway." "Heh," Greeves shrugged again. "Such is the situation. A different kind of trouble to Goblins, but still trouble, mm? And we've a deal for you to sort it all out for me. As a merchant, I find that highly agreeable. That's why you might find that your…-
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A dark aura surrounded the old man as he calmed himself. Shadows danced across his face, cast by the flickering of the candles on the wall. Beam wasn't sure what it was, but as he looked at the old man then, he felt a terrible feeling of wrongness. He felt a coldness in the air that had no explanation, as though his life was being drained from him. And by that same illusion, it seemed as though the old man was regaining vitality. The wrinkles disappeared from his face and even his hair seemed to be…
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Still looking around the room suspiciously, Beam sat. One of the serving girls dragged a chair in front of him a moment later and the Elder sat on that too, letting out a loud sigh of relief, that was soon replaced by a smile as he continued to stare at Beam without even blinking. "…So, I'm here about the firewood for the villagers," Beam said, coughing, trying to get things moving. "Ah, yes," the Elder said with a slow nod, as though they had all the time in the world. "Two, is our tea ready yet?"…
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A gloomy woman wearing hooded robes answered the door. "…Can I help you?" She asked quietly in a voice that was hardly above a whisper. It was the same woman that he'd seen before in the forest. He had to fight the urge to step back out of fear. Judas was freaking out already, it seemed, for he stammered his reply. "T-the boy here's for the Elder. To uh, to help with firewood." Beam looked at the woman again. She wasn't exactly pretty. Well, she wasn't ugly either. From her long dark hair and the…
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"Will you be moving onto the rest of the monster-slaying jobs straight away, then?" Greeves asked. "Since you seemingly have a talent for them. Or are you going to take a break? You got that last one done in a matter of hours, after all, it seems. I only gave it to you yesterday. Quite the eager thing, aren't ya?" Beam shrugged. "I want to get them done as quick as I can. But I guess I'll probably go with the firewood or food jobs next… Just to get them out the way." Greeves nodded in agreement. "A…
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Even as he walked under the autumn sun, he was still beginning to feel somewhat chilly in his thin and thread-bear woollen shirt. He paused in front of Greeves' house, his bag of Goblin skulls in hand, making his shoulder ache from the sheer weight of them. He drew in a deep breath to calm himself before knocking loudly and firmly. Judas answered nearly immediately. He was so quick that Beam guessed it was the big man's job to keep an eye on the door. For some reason, Judas looked surprised to see…
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"Wow…" Beam had to gulp as he considered it. And then Hobgoblins were even stronger than that? It seemed it really would be a mistake to go after them straight away, if their difference in strength was that vast. But still, he wasn't entirely satisfied, but at least a difficult opponent like the corpse soldier created something for him to aim for as he trained. "I'm really going to need to get better, then." "That you are," Dominus agreed. "With that, more of your training is going to be dedicated to…
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Chapter 6 – The Village Elder The next day, Beam woke with a start, hearing the forest birds begin their dawn song. He sat upright in panic and looked around, wondering where he was. Breathing a sigh of relief, he recognized Dominus' hut and the surrounding area that he was beginning to grow familiar with. The events of yesterday came flooding back, and he had to hold a hand to his throbbing head in an attempt to process them. He sat there, shirtless, the wounds from yesterday cleaned and laced…
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Beam's eyes widened with caution as he sought to keep both creatures within his field of view. He blocked out all other distractions as he did. There was a light rustling in the trees behind him – he ignored it, knowing that to take his eyes off the speedy Goblins for a single second would be fatal. "So that's it, at last," Dominus said with a sigh. "The boy is more dangerous than I could ever imagine." As the boy fought, Dominus saw a blazing fire within him. A depth of such overwhelming potential…
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It seemed to Beam that water was even more their weakness than he had expected. He allowed himself a smile, as he fought to stay on his feet despite the exhaustion. The river was not particularly wide. One could reach the middle of it in a single jump, just as Beam had – but there was no way for them to clear it entirely, unless they swam. And now, it was merely a matter of angering the creatures enough that they would attempt the treacherous crossing. Beam reached down by his feet to pick up a…
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