《Origin Of The Forsaken》Chapter 7
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It took an hour to get to the city from the hill the sun lowering in the sky by the time they do. The surrounding land being mostly farms, with a few orchards. Darius looks around at the farms ‘It looks like wheat, so probably oats of some kind at least. But I have no idea what those animals are.’ The animals in question are about half the size of a cow, with brown skin, with a snout like a pig and rounded ears. Darius continues to look around, and they soon get to the gates.
Darius is a bit surprised that there are no lines or even seemingly guards at the gates. “Why is there no one here stopping people?” The group looks at him a bit confused before Ashera says “Why would there be?” The group continues to walk as they talk.
“Well, so no one brings in anything they aren’t supposed to?” Darius says as he looks at her confused. “Ah, the only thing that people aren’t supposed to bring in is one of The Enemy, and that would be fairly obvious if they did.”
“Isn’t whomever is in control around here worried about assassins or something?” Darius asks. “Not really, if the lord couldn’t deal with something like assassins, he wouldn’t be lord, whoever killed him would be. Except if it was one of The Enemy, in which case there would be a tournament to determine a new lord.”
“Huh, so lordship is based off of strength, neat. It was different back where I’m from, it was largely passed from one generation to the next.” The group looks largely confused from this “But, how would anyone get stronger from that? Wouldn’t it just make people weaker.” Vanbok says while frowning.
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“I’m pretty sure it did, but this is also like 300 years ago on my planet, though there are a few countries that have lords, I don’t think many are like they were when there were a lot of them.”
Darius says with a shrug before he looks around at the houses inside the city. He then looks up towards the sky “We should probably find a place to stay for the night.” He says. “Oh, uh, right, I forgot that you don't have a place to stay. There is an inn near here, it’s called The Dapper Hound, it shouldn't be too expensive. You have money right?”
Darius nods “Right, yeah, I got a quest and the rewards are some silver coins, I think.” He then checks his quest log.
New Quest: Find Civilization
Objective 1: Find another person. (Complete)
Description: Alone in a forest with what you need to survive. Find some people to help figure out what’s going on.
Reward: 10 silver coins and coin pouch.
The coin pouch appears in his hand, before he puts it in a pocket. “So, how many nights should I be able to get for 10 silver coins?” Ashera thinks for a couple of seconds “Probably about a week, if you get food along with the room.”
“Right, sounds good, where exactly is the inn you were talking about?” Darius asks. “I’ll take you there, you guys head on to the barracks without me.” Ashera says before she leads Darius to the inn. They don’t talk as they walk, and they soon arrive at the inn. “Thank you for bringing me here Ashera.” He says smiling as he looks at her. “It’s no problem Darius, I’m sure I can come back tomorrow to show you around if you’d like.”
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“I would like that yes, thank you, anyway, good night.” He says before he heads into the inn, looking around it a little. Most of the people inside look towards him, but after that initial glance ignore him. He walks towards the bar, before the hostess comes over “Hello dear, is there something you’d like?” She asks him. “Yes Ma’am, could I get a room for a couple of nights?”
“That will be 3 silvers.” She says with a smile, nodding as he hands over the coins. “Your room is at the top of the stairs, to the right. You can get your food down here, or I can have it brought up.”
“Could I get it brought up please?” He asks as he looks at her, smiling. “Sure thing dear.” She says with a nod before she goes back to the kitchen. He yawns before he heads up the stairs, going into the room. It’s a somewhat small room, with a straw bed, and a small desk. Darius yawns as he sits at the desk. ‘So, I need to talk with a high priest, find some way to get more money, and hopefully find some people from earth.’
He soon hears a knock at the door, so he stands to open it, smiling when he sees a waitress with his food. “Thank you.” he says as he takes the plate and cutlery from her, taking it to the desk. “If you need anything else, feel free to come down and ask any of us.” The waitress says before she closes the door. Darius sits down at the desk again, looking down at what looks like some kind of meatloaf and mashed potatoes. He quickly eats and once done takes his dishes downstairs he gives them to a waitress, before he goes back upstairs. He lays on his bed and he takes a while to go to sleep, not having any strange dreams as he sleeps.
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