《The life of a Soldier》Chapter 7 : A trip into the city pt1 (aftermath)
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Dorian made swift paces leaving the weaponsmith in a somewhat confused state. He had to admit that he was somewhat unsure of wat had happened. Well one thing he was sure off, he had just made a bucketload of money. Making a sword his father would have said wasn't that bad. That maybe in 15 more years he'd be at the same level as his father.
Dorian had always thought his smithing skills to be decent but nothing more. Yet the amount of money he had gotten for that 1 blade was beyond belief. Well, he concluded, at least he wouldn't have to worry about money problems in his life. Ever.
"Wat in the blazes just happened?!" Arin exclaimed catching up to Dorian. "You smith better than most of the bloody dwarven blacksmiths. You better share that money with us by the by!" She said grinning at him in excitement.
"Uuuhm yea sure, wouldn't know wat to do with the money anyways." Dorian said still not quite back to his normal self.
"Well." Gladiel said putting a hand on his shoulder. "Atleast i now know it the investment was totally worth it!" Laughing he gave Dorian a good pat on his back. "Did you see the look on the smiths face when the crowd starting auctioning for the sword like crazy." He sighed deeply and continued in a softer voice. "God that was so much fun, should definitely find another place to do this."
"It wouldn't be fun to spend our free days in the city with me forging a few weapons" Dorian quickly said before Gladiel let his imagination and moneymaking schemes grow to much for the rest to handle. Gladiel was like that, according to him he had an healthy obsession with making good money.
The story was that he had become a legionary so he could fight off people who came to steal his wealth once he started implementing one of his many schemes. One thing the group knew however, Gladiel knew his way around money, the dark side of town was somewhere were he felt at ease and he could make easy money. He could also haggle the virginity away from a nun! In a matter of speaking ofcourse.
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"You have however made me quite curious as to how you have learned such expertise in the creation of weaponry." Ístril piped in breaking Dorians line of thought.
"Well my father has a forge and i've been working in it for aslong as i can remember. He taught me alot of things besides working a forge aswell. Hunting, foraging and fighting, i guess i had a rather educational childhood." Dorian said grinning at the rest.
Blaitz just shook his head and muttered. "Talented people who work hard are so far beyond our reach. Would be nice if they fell down the stairs and broke their nose a couple of times. Atleast that way they wouldn't be handsome aswell." Luckily Dorian was out of earshot of Blaitz's rantings.
"Thank you Gladiel, for putting down money so i could defend my fathers name, And thank you Vor for shutting him up, last but not least, Thank you Blaitz for wanting to kick his ass for me." Dorian said looking it his friends with a big grin
Vor made a polite small bow to express that thanking him was unnecessary. Gladiel and Blaitz slung an arm around his shoulders and grinned at him in amusement. "Couldn't let you have all the fun now could we"
"Damn straight we couldn't, besides wat else are friends for. You make a pretty good investment, i want to keep you in tiptop shape."
Joking around the group continued down the streets. The girls just walked behind the guys, Ístril gave Arin a look and rolled her eyes. Arin just laughed and tackled the three of them to the floor while doing her best to rub all their heads at the same time.
The 4 were rolling around in the alley dirt trying to get on top of each other. Vor and Ístril just looked on in amusement. Long since had they gotten used to the abundant energy of the other four. It was safe to say they even felt comfortable with it. Also it lightened the mood when they played around.
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Eventually Vor grabbed them by the scruffs of their necks and put them back on their feet. Looking a bit disheveled the 4 continued on their merry way as if nothing had happened.
Sorry that this one is a bit short, I just couldnt get into it. I wanted to have something done anyways so i made a short aftermath. :;^^:
I will get another one done tomorrow, I hope i can get myself back into hype! [th_0fire.gif]
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