406. Noonval Festival VI

406. Noonval Festival VI

Omen: 11, 20

‘Aunt Sonarot is going to be so mad,’ Adam thought.

Sonarot stared at him. Lanarot was set against her bosom, still sleepy even after being fed.

The pair remained staring at one another for a long while, before Sonarot finally gave in.

“I’ve just been really lucky this week,” Adam said. “I won’t enchant unless it’s amazing.”

“You need to rest,” Sonarot said, but she had already given in.

Mana: 18 -> 15

Enchanting Check

D20 + 7 = 20 (13)

Omen: 11, 20 -> 11

20 + 7 = 27

Adam plucked a Thread of Fate, and caused the baby with the young hero to sigh as the tribe grabbed their spears and torches, and thus Fate was forever changed.

“Hmm?” Adam mumbled to himself. ‘So I’m only getting 400 XP again?’

[Yes.]

‘So I’ve been enchanting too much?’

[Yes.]

‘Damn.’

Adam had spent 500XP to enhance the weapon. ‘Now that I think about it, when I make Greater Enhanced magical weapons, I can still only spend 500XP and only get back about that much too. Shouldn’t I be able to spend more and get more?’

[...]

‘Bell?’

[...]

Adam returned back to the shared family estate, seeing all his companions gathered together. They were drinking, eating, and chatting away, and the children sat nearby.

“Did you all have fun today?” Adam asked, brushing Lanarot’s hair. She looked up at him and smiled, before reaching up for him. Adam lifted her up, planting a kiss on her cheek, and accepting one from her against his own.

“Yes,” Taygak said. “I give cup.”

“You gave a cup?” Adam asked.

“Yes,” Taygak said, puffing out her chest.

“Well done,” Adam said, patting her head gently.

Taygak enjoyed the patting, not explaining to Adam why it was such a great deal that her cup was chosen to be a reward.

“Did you have fun too?” Adam asked Asoyah.

“Yes,” the boy replied, quietly.

“Did anyone bully you?” Adam asked, looking to Raygak.

“No,” Asoyah replied.

Raygak squinted at Adam. “I do not bully.”

“I hear from Jaygak you’re always bullying her.”

“I do not!” The boy gasped, offended by the suggestion.

“You didn’t steal her peppers?”

Raygak’s lips twitched as he thought. He couldn’t lie, so he was trying to word it differently. “Iyrmen do not steal.”

“Did you take her peppers without asking?”

“I ask mother and father,” the boy replied, innocently.

Omen: 5, 16

“How can you be working so hard?” Adam asked, berating the young man.

“I’m so close, Adam!” Filliam replied. “I can feel it. I am certain that, by the end of the year, I’ll be able to make a mechanical watch!”

“Sure, but you need to also relax.” Adam wrapped an arm around the young tinkerer’s neck, and pulled him away from the tiny cabin.

“Let me work, Adam!”

“You don’t have to worry about your work today, Filliam,” Adam said, pulling the young man away. Filliam was unable to resist as Adam was so much stronger.

Vonda and Dunes watched, wondering how Adam of all people could do this to him.

Adam filled the tinkerer up with great food, sometimes spicy food, before sharing some drinks with him. “You know, I’ve been asking around for people’s dreams, but what are yours?”

“I want to create a large clock which will stand for generations,” Filliam said, hiccuping.

Adam pat the tinkerer on his back. “Do you want to see the clock in the capital still?”

“Eventually, but I’m in no rush,” he admitted. “The Iyr is providing me with such a great deal.”

“Hey, don’t forget me.” Adam clicked his tongue, shaking his head.

“I have not forgotten you, Adam,” Filliam replied, taking a bite of bread. He then reached into his satchel, and revealed a pocket watch, silver in colour, slightly smaller than Adam’s palm. “Here.”

“What is it?” Adam asked.

“A watch,” Filliam replied, simply. He was smiling wide.

“Right...” Adam stared down at it.

“You don’t seem impressed.”

“I already bought a watch from you, so...”

“Yes, but look!” Filliam tapped the watch case, which was quite plain. “See?”

“No.”

“It’s smaller.”

Adam stared down at it. He thought about the watch he had bought from the tinkerer the year before. “Oh. It is.” This watch was about a third smaller than the other watch, and much lighter.

Filliam smiled. “Thank you again, Adam. I know that you spoke with the Iyr for me. This is really a great chance, and I’m very thankful for it.”

“There may come a day where I work you hard, so don’t thank me.” Adam smirked.

“As long as you pay for it!”

“Do I have to pay for this watch too?” Adam asked, narrowing his eyes.

“No. It’s a gift from me to you, for all you’ve done for me.”

“It’s not like...” Adam fell silent, realising how rude it was to deny Filliam’s gratitude. “Thank you, Filliam.”

Filliam nodded.

“I wish you the best of luck with your mechanical watch.”

“My first mechanical watch will be yours,” Filliam assured.

“The first mechanical watch...” Adam thought about how significant it would be. “You should keep it and put it in a museum.”

“A museum?” Filliam asked. “A museum...”

‘Oh,’ Adam thought, watching as Filliam’s mind went elsewhere. He decided to leave Filliam to his thoughts, quietly drinking by himself.

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Adam bullying Filliam for working too hard is so funny to me.