《Artifice: Tools of the Gods》Chapter 68: Nighttime activities
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A woman’s screaming woke me up. When I had become more awake, I could make out some men laughing as well. The memories I had taken from the men came back to me. They had laughed just like this when they were drunk and preparing to rape one of their victims.
I wanted nothing to do with the crime in this city and I knew I had no hopes of putting a dent in it even if I tried, but could I just sit here and listen while I could do something about it? I wanted to go back to sleep, to take myself away from any stimuli, but I knew that I could not sleep knowing what was going on outside.
My promise to Perrinu flashed into my mind. I had resolved to make myself a better person. Wouldn’t this be a great time to start?
I had thought she wouldn’t be able to help those men on Korron, but she had. I might not be able to stop everything, but that woman… didn’t she matter? What kind of person was I if I ignored someone crying for help right in front of me?
I climbed out of my bed.
Kitten looked at me knowingly but merely watched me and waited to see what I would do next.
I walked to the window and looked outside. I had chosen a room on the second floor and would have to jump out. There wasn’t any glass in the window or anything below so this wouldn’t be a problem.
I turned back to my room, dressed and then grabbed my weapons.
The screams of the woman had become more frantic. I needed to find where she was soon or the scene I would find upon my arrival would not be pretty.
I jumped out of the window. I knew approximately which direction the screams and laughter were coming from and began running. The streets were almost black with only an occasional light coming from inside a house so I had a hard time telling where I was going.
I had run so fast that in less than a minute I stared at the backs of three soldiers. In front of them was the woman they had caught. One soldier was tearing her clothes off while the others held her down.
One soldier noticed me. "Hey. It looks like we have an audience."
The other soldiers turned to look at me.
"Are you here to join in, child?" The soldier that had been tearing off the woman's clothes said.
I readied my bow and aimed it at them.
It was dark so none of the soldiers realized at first that I had been holding a bow. Now that I had it aimed at them, the grins on their faces disappeared.
"Put that down child. We will have to kill you if you do not." Said the soldier in the center.
I answered him by shooting him in the neck.
He fell to the ground on his back and grabbed at the arrow protruding from his neck.
The other soldiers glanced at him once in surprise but quickly turned back to me and pulled out their swords.
"Your death will not be quick." The soldier that had seen me first said.
I shot at him. He tried to deflect the arrow with his sword but failed and he too had an arrow lodged in his neck.
The remaining soldier was almost to me, but I pulled out one knife I had hidden up my sleeves and threw it at him. It bounced off of his armor and fell to the ground.
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The soldier soon reached me. Instead of swinging at me with his sword, he kicked at me. I dropped my bow and grabbed his leg. I then twisted it as hard as I could, causing him to fall.
The look of surprise on his face when he saw someone a third his size had so easily thrown him to the ground was priceless. The look when I brought my sword down on his neck was not.
"Th-th-thank you." The woman said after getting up. She then ran away.
I turned back to the bodies of the soldiers. They disgusted me. Not only were they using their position to prey on women, but they were pitifully weak as well. I just hoped they were well paid.
A few minutes later I had finished checking their bodies. I had only found a few coppers on them, but their swords would get me a few silvers each. I preferred gold, but there was nothing I could do about it.
Now that I was done here I needed to getaway. I didn't want to get caught near the bodies of some soldiers. I had had enough fighting in the canyon and didn't want to be hunted like that again if I didn't have to.
It did not take me long to realize that I was lost. It was so dark and I had not watched where I was going so I was uncertain of where I was.
I heard another scream. It was much farther away this time and sounded more pained. I shook my head and ran in the direction it had come from. It took me a while to find the source but by the time I arrived at the murder scene it was too late.
Things like this happened all night, and it was not until dawn that I climbed in my window and back in my room. If I had known how much violence went on in this city at night, I would never have come here. When I was not chasing down some scream or cry for help, I had been trying to find my way back to the inn.
The only good thing that had come out of the night was my new cache of weapons, various rings and jewelry, and a lot of copper and silver coins.
Kitten was sitting on my bed and watched with a look that was probably amusement as I set down my new belongings on the floor.
"Off," I said the Kitten and pushed her off the bed.
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I woke up sometime in the afternoon. I was curious to see if my activities the previous night had sparked any talk, though if last night was any indication, people getting killed was not out of the ordinary.
I also wanted to sell some things, so I made my way back to the street that the man I had sold my things to had been.
"I was not expecting you for another six days." He said when he came out.
"I have more things to sell," I said.
I dropped the bundle I had brought on the ground. The man unrolled it.
"Looks like you have been busy." He said.
I shrugged.
"No matter. I suppose it is better that I do not know how you got these."
"How much?"
"Oh, about one gold and three silvers for the swords. None of the jewelry is particularly valuable, but I will give you nine silvers for them."
I nodded.
"Good." He said and handed me the money. "Just a warning. Someone killed a few soldiers last night and there will be patrols looking for whoever did it."
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With that done, I now had no reason to stay outside, so I headed back to my room. I just hoped I could sleep tonight.
For the next three days, I repeated the same thing I had done on the first night. No matter how many murders and rapes I stopped, there would just be more. On top of that, the night patrols had increased. They were easy to avoid thanks to the torches they carried, but they too had begun to investigate any screams or scuffles, not in an attempt to stop whatever was happening but to catch me.
I was relieved about this. More often than not, whoever was trying to rape or kill gave up on their victim when they saw the soldiers coming. On the third night, I had not even had to lift a finger against anyone.
I had been so bored on the third night that I decided to liven things up so I visited Mr. Black Market Shady Guy for some supplies.
"Hmm." He said, looking at my list. "Are you going to deal in alchemy or medicine? Let us see, a mortar and pestle. Some charcoal. Brimstone… that will be expensive… Salt Peter… not as expensive as the brimstone but still expensive. Glycerin? I have never heard of it, but I can ask my suppliers. Nitric acid? Never heard of that one either. Never heard of potassium or sodium either."
I hadn't expected him to know about anything other than the first three items. I didn't even know the Calorin names for some of the latter ones or even if anyone knew what they were, to begin with but I wanted to try just in case.
"When will you have them ready," I asked.
"I can have the first four items to you by the end of the day. The rest I could not say."
I nodded. "I will be back in a few hours."
The next thing I did was head to the closest market. I was going to get a barrel of lamp oil or anything flammable. I also checked to see if they had any citrus fruit but ended up finding none. From what I saw, most of the food was boring and low quality.
I then went back to my room to drop off my newly acquired barrel of lamp oil. Despite it being half my size, I found myself easily able to carry it without help. The best part had been the looks people gave me when they saw.
Now that I had my oil I had a few hours to kill before I would head back to get my stuff so I headed to a more wealthy part of town. Aside from my face being covered, I fit in better here than where I had been and got fewer looks. It was amazing how having clean clothing that was not worn to the threads made someone's image so much better and, thanks to some idiot that dumped me into a canyon, I had that.
As I walked past the different shops, I saw many things that made my inner greed grow hungry. First, there was the carpenter shop filled with fine carvings, some expertly painted. Then there was a jewelry shop. It was when I got to a shop that dealt with dyes, fabrics, and other things that I stopped.
It made me wonder if there was anywhere I could buy some cosmetics or hair dye. If I covered my white skin and changed my hair, then I wouldn't have to cover myself like I had been doing. I was actually about to ask someone but decided that because of my blue eyes and Terran features that anyone who knew what to look for could see past any fake coloring I gave myself.
I eventually ended up at a decent looking outdoor food vendor. I took a break and ordered the safest looking item they had. I then sat down on a nearby barrel and ate.
"Hello, Little Big Sister Salis." I heard someone say.
I immediately jumped off the barrel and reached for my sword.
I heard a laugh and looked to my right and saw two boys looking at me.
"Are you going to kill anyone that knows you?" The boy on the right said. He was the older of the two.
"A fight with her might be fun, Big Brother." The younger boy said.
It was then that I realized I had seen these boys before but could not remember where.
"Do you not remember us?" Big Brother said. "You were the one that saved us from the slavers."
It made sense now why I recognized them, but how did they know my name? I had an idea, but I wanted to confirm it.
"How do you know my name?" I asked.
"The one that gave you the same gift as us." Big Brother said.
"Yep! He came right after you left and promised to make us strong!" The little brother said.
So I was not the only one with the ability to kill with a touch.
"Do not worry Little Big Sister, He just wanted us to meet. We will not tell the soldiers you are here." Big Brother said.
"Please eat lots of life and get strong so we can play later!" The little brother said.
"Yes, we have been eating a lot, so if you do not it will not be as fun." Big Brother said.
Eat life? Is that what I had been doing?
"I'd rather not play with you," I said.
"Aww, why not?" The little brother said.
"I don't like the taste of other people's lives."
The brothers looked around.
"Taste?" Big Brother said.
"Do you not have dreams at night?” If they didn't I would not be happy with Servant.
"Dreams? Oh, you mean that?" Big Brother said.
"Oh yeah, the things you see when eating!" The little brother said.
"We have never had dreams, but we see things." Big Brother said.
So they didn't have the dreams? What a ripoff. I guess they still saw flashes when they were "eating" but it sounded nothing like what I had to go through.
Big Brother glanced over his shoulder and then turned to the little brother. "We need to go Loranthin."
Little Brother looked at Big Brother and then back to me. "He is taking us to… Ko… Koa… Koa Flaer!"
Big Brother nodded.
"He is taking us to Koa Flaer to eat. He told us that there are lots of places to eat over there." Little Brother said.
Koa Flaer? That was where Toa Mirr was fighting right now. I guess if many people died there, no one would notice.
"He says we can play with you when we finish there." Big Brother said. "So eat a lot here or it will not be as fun."
Little Brother nodded. "Toys that break easy are not fun."
Wait… now I was a toy?
"Bye Little Big Sister." Big Brother said.
"Bye!" Little Brother said.
I sighed.
As soon as the brothers left I sat back down on my barrel. There was still about two hours until nightfall and I was in no hurry so I just ate and thought.
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