The Shadow Weaver

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Fantasy Realm


A bit of a quick chapter, but I wanted to get it in for today. One of the characters has a birthday, and (maybe coincidentally, maybe not) it's mine today! There is a bit of language near the end,
but this is personally one of my favorite chapters. I do believe this is the longest chapter I've made in a while. Hope you enjoy!



-dS

Chapter 10 (v.1) - Enzo Savege

Submitted: July 25, 2018

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We walked inside the hotel and approached the man sitting at the front desk. Lynne went and sat down at one of the seats in the corner of the room.“Remember, this is a poor village, so the innkeeper will probably try to scam you.” was all Lynne had said to me before we walked into the inn.

“How much can this get me?” I asked the innkeeper, fishing my wallet out of my pocket. I set it on the counter, making sure that the he could clearly see the coins. He looked up, trying to keep a blank face, but the light in his eyes danced hungrily. “How much is in there?” he asked, still keeping a straight face. “One-million triton*,” I said, in an equally low tone. He observed the bag. “Suspicious?” I asked.

“No, no. Just surprised. Where did you get all this money?”

I grabbed the pouch and spilled the contents onto the desk. Watching as the innkeeper’s eyes widened. “So, I ask again. What can this get me? Or maybe I’ll just leave and check the next place over.”

That got the man’s mind working again, and he told me very quickly, “Well, a million triton can get you two nights with food.”

I looked down at the man. Probably 100,000 is for the food and one night is 450,000. This man must be going crazy! Nobody’s going to stay here. I leaned over and very quietly said, “Listen old man… I’ll give you a couple tips for lying. One: keep a straight face when you’re telling the lie. And two; this is the most important one okay. Always know who you’re lying to. So, now… I’ll ask you one last time… What can this amount of money get me?”

The short man sat back and slowly said, “I can get you 8 days with food.” He didn’t seem too happy with the fact either. “Perfect! Well, I’ll take one night with food please! And I’m guessing that will be around one-hundred fifty thousand.” I said, spooning out the 150 thousand, and scooped the rest into the stash. “Only one night?” he asked.

“What? You want me to buy all the nights and sell you out?”

He shook his head profusely. “Cmon Lynne. I got us a room.” I said, grabbing the room key the innkeeper had set on the counter. She filed into line behind me and we entered our room. “You only got one room,” she said, once I closed the door.

“Oh…. frick. I’ll go get another one.” I said, opening the door to go out.

“No, no nevermind. It’s okay. Unless you’d prefer to get another room, I’m fine with it.” she said, her face turning red. I let out a laugh, at the same time saying, “Oh my gosh! You look hilarious! Haha!”

She punched me in the face, and it hurt. A lot. I put my hand on my nose and said, “I’m good with it. Just no punching!”

“Can I kick you then?” she asked, fingering her cheek. “No!” I yelled in response. Then she giggled. It was the cutest thing I had ever heard in my life. I know realized that there was thing that was cuter than my sister. This girl. I averted my eyes and grabbed my bag. I spilled it’s contents onto the floor in front of me and sorted the coins into separate piles. 500 hundreds, one-thousands, five-thousands, and the rest of the coins. At the end of it all, he found out that they had 2 million triton. I could feel Lynne looking over my shoulder at my calculations, and grabbed the paper after a couple seconds. She crumpled it up and then ripped it into very small pieces and dropped them in the trash bin. “Just so know one else knows. If they knew we had that much on us, we would be a very obvious target.” she said. I smiled my agreement and leaned back on the bed, letting myself collapse. “How did you do it?” she asked. “Do what?”

“Fight off everyone, let alone rob them at the same time.”

“Oh, fighting everyone was easy! Just target anybody who was already fighting. Then stab them in the back and kill the dancing partner before he could realize what happened. But don’t forget to wait a couple seconds until you hear their wallets jingle. Then it’s easier to find the wallet quickly. Then, steal the wallets, rinse and repeat. Of course, chucking them in the alley just made it that much easier.”

She looked over at me laughed. “You’re really good at this type of stuff!”

I winked and laughed, “Thanks!” We both laughed and laughed, talking about how the farmer’s face when he told everyone to look for me, and how everyone else was so dumbfounded that they didn’t know what to do. “What do you want to do later? We can party at the club down the street.” she asked me. My mind flashed a picture of my sister and all her friends parting in the backyard. She had turned seven that day. I took in a deep breath and sighed, filling in the empty void of silence. I felt my eyes watering and i wiped them down with my sleeve. Even though she said not too, I still felt guilty about killing them.

As I lay there, my face in the pillow, my eyes watering, I felt Lynne wrap her arms around me, encasing me in a hug. I tried to push her arms away, but she kept holding onto me. “What happened?” she mumbled into my back. “You can’t keep facing this by yourself.” she said in a soft voice. I killed them.

“I killed them. We were in an abandoned farm…”

I told her the whole story, from when the creature killed my sister, and I fought them off with the shadows I never knew I had. At the end, I realized she was still hugging me. I flipped a bit so that we were both lying on our sides facing each other. She put her hand on my cheek and moved her head over. I could feel her warm lips brush my cheek, and I couldn’t do anything about it. She’s so damn cute, I heard myself thinking. I wrapped my arms around her neck and pulled her in and whispered, “Thank you. For everything.”

She nodded and I knew she was smiling even though I couldn’t see it. I looked over to where the door was, and I could see the lock turning very, very slowly. I was about to move, but she whispered into my ear, so quiet I could barely hear it, “I see him. Don’t move or else he’ll suspect that we’ve found him. Just wait until he comes in. More or less he’ll be an inexperienced robber.” She herself got up though, and silently moved over to the middle of the room. Get him when he’s stunned. She wrote with her shadows. I nodded and pretended I was sleeping, keeping one eye open. And then Lynne started taking off her shirt just as the door opened. I felt my face heating up, but I realized this was the diversion she was talking about.

I ghosted to behind the man and stabbed him in the back, right where his hip was. He groaned in pain as I threw him on the ground, his head clunking on the ground. I kicked his face to the side, and felt his neck for a pulse. “He’s still alive,” I reported to Lynne, who was currently putting her shirt back on. “What the fuck was that?” I asked, still surprised by her methods of distracting the enemy. She just smiled at me over her shoulder and picked up the coins, dumbing each pile into a different purse. She chucked my cloak at me and stuffed the rest of the unused coin purses into the bag. She felt around the guy who had been trying to rob us, and found a knife. It had a very distinct symbol on the bottom.

It was a flame looking emblem. “This is a fire element knife. Weapons and armor can be enchanted using magic to make a certain elements spells for the user stronger. It can also give the weapons different attributes, such as weight and sharpness, along with its size.”

I looked over the hall, making sure we hadn’t woken anybody up. “Why couldn’t you just make a blade straight from enchanting?” I asked. If they could change all those aspects, it would be way easier to enchant weapons to create them rather than forging them and then enchting them. “It would be easier,” she said as we headed down the stairs. She peeked her head around the corner to make sure that nobody else was still awake. Unfortunately, there was someone in the bar. A group of people actually. “I’ll tell you the rest after we get out of here. I’ll walk to the exit and open the door. Then you’ll have to ghost out really quickly.”

I looked at her in disbelief. “I don’t think I have enough mana to ghost, let alone ghosting out as quick as you say.” She shook her head. “You don’t have to ghost from here. Just walk as far as you can to the exit. If you make it, we’re fine. However, if someone spots you, then ghost out.” I sighed and gave her a thumbs up in agreement. “Fine, we’ll do it your way.”

She walked over to the door and opened it quitely. I ran from the stairs and quickly got outside. We dashed into a nearby alley and tried to figure out a way to get out of the city unnoticed



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