《The Transported Wanderer.》Chapter 10 - The Warm City Surrounded by the mist
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Chapter 10 - The Warm City Surrounded by the mist
Arriving at Wodfel the people in the caravan were happy. Behind me the sound of merchants sighing at their safe arrival were many. Though we are currently still on the mist forest the area around the city is warm and comforting. Though in the distance you can see the mist. The City seems like it have something that repels the mist.
Looking up i saw the giant tree, the seedling that the World Tree release. The City's name was also based on this giant and wide tree. Feeling the air with my palms i then trace the air and sense that the direction of such warm air that pushes back the mist is from the Tree of Wodfel.
Currently the caravan is still on the front of the city gates waiting for the Escort Captain to come back and tell us that we can enter the gates. Looking at the gates that were made of metal and bronze. I took out my camera and covered it with energy threads and took a shot of the gate. Then i quickly walk to a spot that none would bother me and printed out the picture i took. Then i took my journal out of my backpack, written down the details and pasted the picture unto the journal and my ritual is complete.
Putting back my backpack, i saw in the distance the robed woman that i have no talk to for a while. She is currently feeding her bull with some sort of food. Though I'm just staring at Ava and her bull, i unconsciously took my camera out and pointed it towards the girl feeding her fury bull.
I then snap out of it and put my camera back and took out my water canteen and drink from it. Though i don't now why i have been not drinking regularly with my canteen. I just assumed that due to the passive increase in strength that the Wanderer's Hand gave me that my body can last long without water or food for a while.
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Even though i don't know if it's a good thing or not, i find it convenient that my body can last longer and is even now more sturdy for travels. Since the Escort Captain still isn't around i just sat at the tree stump looking bored waiting for the captain to arrive and open the door for the caravan.
And as if God have heard my plea, the Escort captain walked out the giant metal and bronze on god knows how and said ''Welcome to Wodfel City! Enjoy your stay!'' like a goddamn salesman. It didn't help that he was having a blank and cold face during the travel here that most of the people in the caravan just cringe at the sight of him doing a cheery voice.
Nonetheless seeing that it's finally time to enter the Gates of Wodfel I take a look around the tree stump to make sure that i didn't left anything and when it seems that i didn't forgot anything. I then stride my way towards the caravan when suddenly i felt a gaze and heard a rustle in the near forest. I take a stop for the moment and quickly look towards the direction that the sound was heard. Feeling that it's my paranoia again, i move towards the organize crowd.
Though we are finally entering the City, i have no one to express my joy, because my first friend is now currently chatting with her old friends she meet during the trip. Though i feel like i was being ignored, i just shrugged it off and thought that it's only natural to talk more towards a familiar face than a stranger you meet 3 days ago.
Since i'm not that much of a bastard to ruin their talks. I just focus on walking towards the entrance of city while being careful not to push anyone.
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Entering the City, what greeted my eyes were wide streets and a lively crowd. Seeing the amounts of Medieval European like buildings. I then feel that some of my expectations that the city must be full of buildings that looks Nordic were crush to pieces. Though i do admit that the combination of the buildings along with the beautiful flowers that grows within the edges of the road and the water canals that are crystal clear. I still felt that it was a beautiful sight to behold and deep inside my heart i can tell that my heart is satisfied in being the first man from the my world to step into this place.
Still being stunned by the beautiful sights, i then unconsciously brought out my camera and took a shot of the scenery. Then as if there was someone calling for me. I look back and saw that Ava is beckoning towards me. And since i notice that her friends seems to have gone ahead i decided to walk towards Ava.
''Hello Ms Ava,What's up?''
'Stian, did i offend you at some point? I feel that since we left the camp near the entrance of the Mist Forest that you seems to be avoiding me?'' said Ava in a sad tone.
'Eh? No , i just thought that since you meet some of your friends in the caravan , that i thought i should let you and your friends to catch up on things.'' i explained.
''Ah....i see, well that's a relief. I thought i offended you and because of that you started avoiding me. Besides, why didn't you join us? ''
''Well, i don't really want to butt in between your reunion with your friends. As a wanderer, i can understand what it feels like meeting familiar faces again. Besides there is no way i would start hating a benefactor who have help me more than once.''
''Oh my...i understand '' as Ava giggled.
Well , i guess she is really a person who worries too much. Is that the effect of the Helper's Hand towards her?
''Anyway, Stian i heard from a friend that there is good inn with a bar that we can stay at this city. Since we probably can't find any more inns and that it would be all full if we dont hurry now!'' as Ava started going on a direction while signalling to follow her.
''Okay, wait for me!'' as i follow up behind her.
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