Book 1: Chapter 24

Book 1: Chapter 24

“This should be far enough!” Verndan shouted as they made it to the edge of that particular forest. The group slowed to a walk and then stopped as they started to see more and more distance between trees.

“You sure?” Eduard asked, panting.

“Positive, they never come out this far.”

They all sighed in relief. Korz dropped the bag filled with honey and sat down to lean against a tree. “That’s a relief.” He pointed at Verndan who was doing the same. “Verndan, your studying of what we might have to deal with, and awesome leadership abilities have saved our asses once again. Thank you.”

He waved off the thanks. “Just doing what I told you all I would.”

“Who’s hurt?” Alice asked, glancing between everyone.

All four men raised their hands.

“Got slammed a couple times.” Korz said. “Going to bruise, no breaks.”

“Same, but from Korz saving my ass, not the monster. Thanks, by the way.” Eduard nodded at his shield toting party member.

“Eh, you save me, I save you, we all stay alive.” Korz glanced up with a slight frown on his face. “Although, I bet that counts for Guardian prerequisites.”

“What?” Kay asked, then looked over at Alice. “I got slashed across the back.”

“Cuts on my arms.” Verndan held up both arms showing the bleeding gashes there.

Alice started digging in her pack for bandages as Kay pulled some blood off his back and slowly dragged himself over to Verndan. He pushed his hands out and willed the red liguid into Verndan’s veins, replenishing what had been lost and giving a slight healing effect to the receiver.

The spearman groaned. “That still feel weird.”

Alice stepped up to Kay and gasped. “That’s a big cut. Take your armor off, I’m bandaging you up first.” She tossed a roll of bandages to Eduard. “Ed, you get Vern’s arms. Korz, keep watch.”

Korz sighed. “Right.” He hopped to his feet and started scanning around them as the others did some first aid.

Nothing attacked them as they patched themselves up, and the party started walking back to the city.

“Gains?” Verndan asked at one point during their walk home.

“I got to nineteen in Shields.” Korz replied with a smile. “One more and I can start aiming for real tank classes.”

“Nice!” Eduard reached over for a high five. “I got two levels in Archery.”

Korz’s powerful high five made a ringing smack noise. “Hell yeah! Now you’re at tier three!”

“Yup! Just took Archer (Shortbow).”

Kay mostly ignored the weird sensation of hearing parentheses. It made his skin itch.

Alice sighed, “I didn’t level. Maybe I should look into a different class.”

“Don’t mope!” Korz stepped back and bumped her shoulder with his.This chapter's initial release occurred on the n0vell--Bjjn site.

“Korz is right.” Verndan said. “With the pay from this job, and the reward for reporting a Princess Bee hive splitting, we’ll have more than enough to get you a healing skill. Maybe enough to get Korz a taunt skill too.”

Alice’s face lit up with a big smile. “Seriously?”

”Awesome!” Korz fist pumped.

The walk to the guildhall was uneventful. Their entry into the guildhall was not.

A few moments after they entered, Kay felt a strong hand grab his shoulder. He glanced to the side to see the vice-guildmaster holding him in place.

“Would you come with me please?” She asked. Her grip didn’t loosen as she looked at him, and there was a light in her eyes that made Kay nervous. An anticipation of violence.

“Sure?” He followed along as she practically dragged him upstairs and into a room that looked suspiciously like an interrogation room.

“Sit.” Jaira pointed at the only open chair, and he did as she ordered.

Across from him was an older human man with graying hair and a thick mustache.

“Adventurer Kay,” The man looked up from a few papers, “Have you ever been near the village of Burkonston?”

Kay stared at the man for a moment, caught off guard by the complete non sequitur. “I don’t know where that is.”

“That doesn’t answer my question.”

Kay furrowed his brow. “How am I supposed to tell you if I’ve been near this village if I don’t know where the village is? And how are you defining ‘near’?”

The man stared straight at Kay. “Have you ever been to the village of Burkonston?”

“No. I don’t know where that is.”

“Have you even been to the village of Kenzie’s Crossing?”

“I don’t know where that is either. Also, no.” Kay decided to pretend this was a weird staring contest. It made the older man’s gaze much less intimidating.

The man sighed, keeping his eyes locked. “Have you ever killed a member of the Tumbling Rapids guard?”

Kay’s slight sense of annoyance and confusion congealed into a much more pressing sense of confusion and fear. “No.”

“Have you ever attacked a child?”

“...No.” Kay wasn’t stupid, no matter the ribbing his friends gave him once upon a time about certain final grades, he saw where this was going.

Or what it could be related to.

The man straightened his papers, tapping the against the table. He still didn’t look away from Kay. “Are you working with any group or individual in any capacity that seeks, in any form, whether directly or indirectly, to harm the city of Tumbling Rapids, or anyone within or part of the city?”

“No. No, I’m not.”

The scary old man stood up with a fluidity Kay had only ever seen from Eleniah and the other higher tier people he’d seen or met. “Thank you for you time.” He nodded once at Kay in a perfunctory sort of way, and then again to Vice-Guildmaster Jaira, hers much deeper and with a sense of meaning behind it. He walked off.

Jaira turned to Kay, but her cut her off. “There’s a Blood Mage attacking people, isn’t there? Either that, or someone higher up decided I might be more of a threat than I looked like.”

She sighed. “Both. Yes, there’s most likely a Blood Mage attacking people. That, plus word getting around some of the city’s Councilmembers that you exist made certain powerful people nervous.” She waved her hand at the door. “That was one of the City Council’s best investigators. He’s completely trustworthy, hard to get around, and completely apolitical. So, you’re cleared, officially, of any suspicion of being involved. And he solved the problem of any of the... more timid Councilmembers being worried about you as a threat with that last question.”

Kay walked over to the door and paused. “So, officially I’m not involved. How long has the rumor mill been running?”

She winced just a bit. “Yeah... At least a few hours. Report of the attacks came in late last night, someone started making noise about you this morning right before you left, and they came looking for you around noon. Sorry.”

“Nothing you could do about it.” Kay stepped out and started walking.

“We’ll do the best we can to get things straightened out, but...” She shrugged.

Kay mirrored her. “Rumors have a life of their own.” He sighed deeply. “It’ll probably suck to be me for a bit here.”