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\u201cYou keep your left elbow low,\u201d Sryielle criticized. \u201cAnd I keep telling you to stop crossing your feet. This isn\u2019t dancing. It\u2019s killing. You can\u2019t afford to trip yourself in a fight.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cI never trip when I\u2019m dancing though,\u201d I told her.<\/span><\/p>\n

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The sword master giggled. \u201cWell, he\u2019s up 2-0 on you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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Henry Gor, a guard from a nearby gold mine, waved his dull sword around. Three of his buddies cheered him on. Though he himself remained rather humble about consistently getting the better of me. He was just happy to have a different sparring partner to give him some new looks. While he\u2019s beaten me in both rounds, each duel was long and intense.<\/span><\/p>\n

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He landed a big one on my left arm the first round, and poked my gut pretty bad on the second. I was given enough time to recover and felt pretty good to go back in for a third round. Though, as confident as I was that I had him figured out, I didn\u2019t realize he\u2019d just done a better job figuring me out. It was the shortest of our matches, ending with him crushing my ribs.<\/span><\/p>\n

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As I coughed on my knees Syrielle patted me on the back. \u201cI think you can skip the hill work out for the day. Let\u2019s get some herbs on that.\u201d For the past month, I\u2019d spent my mornings training drills and then sparring with Syrielle. Afterwards, I\u2019d usually end with some physically grueling workout, typically hill sprints.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Thing was, I could do the intense workout because Syrielle was so skilled she\u2019d barely tag me as we sparred. So we\u2019d play swords for about an hour without her ever hurting me. Leaving me fresh enough to grind my body into the dirt with physically intense workouts.<\/span><\/p>\n

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After getting bored of beating me up, she set up a sparring session with Henry and the other guards the other day just to see where I was at. While I was disappointed in my performance she was all smiles. \u201cYou\u2019re twice the fighter you were a month ago. Henry\u2019s a pretty experienced soldier and you gave him a hell of a fight. You\u2019re just getting started.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019ve been training for a few years,\u201d I reminded her.<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cNot with me\u2026\u201d<\/span> Also not for hours at a time.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

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After helping me over to a nearby tree, not that I needed her help at all, she walked back over and challenged each of them to a sparring match. Once she dismantled them each with ease, she convinced them to come at her in pairs until the next thing you know I was back in the sparring session and all five of us were getting our asses kicked. With four other men attacking assisting me, she had to do more than just lightly tag me at her typical tempo.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Luckily, she had plenty of herbs on hand to help us recover from our bruises and sore muscles. Kayos was filled with some of the most naturally nutritious plants in all the world. Not to mention a dozen or so healers in the area that grew special herbs that they would sell for reasonable prices.<\/span><\/p>\n

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After a few hours we all made our way to the Titan\u2019s Trap for a round of drinks. Several other friends I had made around town over the past month were there. It was quite the merry time.<\/span><\/p>\n

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During a conversation about which olympian probably fucks best, we noticed Nydorri blast through the front door. She parked herself right at the bar demanding Trant\u2019s attention. When he finished serving his other patrons he finally approached her, \u201cYes yes. I asked around and I think I got some answers for you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cGreat!\u201d It was quite noticeable to me that she was looking him right in the eye.<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cThere\u2019s a man,\u201d Trant began to explain. \u201cWho knows a thing or two. He can help you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cHow can I find him?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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The barkeep quickly reminded the barmaid, who he referred to as, “Busty Betty” to serve some people, then returned his attention to the elf. \u201cI\u2019ve never met the man you\u2019re looking for. But I have a friend named Kyle. He frequents the town of Thawnerton. He knows someone who can help you. He\u2019s a busy man but I told him you need help and you’ll be on your way soon\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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Having watched the entire conversation take place my curiosity was exploding. Syrielle appeared less confused than me so I figured she knew more.<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cWhat\u2019s she looking for?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cShe\u2019s trying to help Zorthos,\u201d Syrielle explained.<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cAre they friends?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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My sensei shrugged. \u201cShe likes to help people in need. And there\u2019s a lot Zorthos doesn\u2019t understand about himself. So they\u2019re searching for answers together. I guess she does that a lot.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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I was confused and impressed. \u201cHow do you know all that?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cBecause I hang out with Nydorri,\u201d She tilted her eyebrows like I should have known that. They\u2019d barely met a month ago, and I\u2019d hung out with Syrielle a lot since then. I hadn\u2019t seen the elf since Mount LinGob.<\/span><\/p>\n

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When the lady of the leaf thanked Trant and walked away the samurai shouted over to her, \u201cHey babe. Do you need some help?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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Looking her square in the eye Nydorri said, \u201cSure.\u201d<\/span>
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I didn’t need to say a word. They knew I was down.<\/span><\/p>\n

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The elf led us through the woods a very short way to a small hut. Once there she let out a stream of unintelligible noises. There were a few stomps before the door of the hut opened up and the helkin walked out. \u201cI\u2019m guessing there\u2019s some wicked shit that needs its ass kicked. What other reason would any man or woman possibly visit me for?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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I almost mentioned that we were friends, but Nydorri was quick to speak. \u201cRemember when I told you we might be able to help you blend in amongst the normal folks.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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He squinted his eyes and shook his head, \u201cI don\u2019t think you guys have make up good enough for that. I\u2019m fine in my hut, just tell me when to vanquish evil and stuff, I\u2019ll be ready to kick some ass.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cNo no no,\u201d Nydorri shook her head. \u201cA spell. Remember we tal<\/span>ked about glamor magic so you can look prettier by the standards of the civilized. Trant asked around and he knows a guy who knows a guy.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cThat\u2019s true,\u201d Syrielle added, clearly wanting to feel useful. \u201cHe knows a lot of people and those people know the rest of us. If we need to find someone we\u2019re probably going to find them\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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The Devilman scratched his chin, \u201cI\u2019ve been meaning to learn more about the mystical arts. And there could be great benefits in being able to speak to people without them crying and running away\u2026\u201d Very unconvincingly he added. \u201cYou know, for the sake of adventuring. It\u2019s not like I <\/span>need friends<\/span><\/i> or anything.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cOh of course not\u2026\u201d Nydorri assured him. \u201cLet\u2019s get going.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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The red dude ran inside to grab a hood that covered most of his head. He requested we simply say he was a Deerman with a skin disease who was insecure so he didn\u2019t want to show his face. It was much easier to get by as a beastman than a hellkin.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Nydorri of course summoned her Elk. We complained that they wouldn\u2019t be able to take us out of the forest, but Trant hadn\u2019t set up any competent stables yet so there weren\u2019t a whole lot of horses on hand.<\/span><\/p>\n

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We blasted our way North, well past Nayberton, until we took camp in a small cave several hours past it. Then, we came to the forest\u2019s edge, where we found some rocky canyons. The Elk said their goodbyes and we continued on with our journey.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Most of the walk, I spent alongside Syrielle. We were mostly quiet, but spoke at times. Generally joking and gossiping about folks around town. I\u2019d already learned enough of her backstory from hanging out with her. I didn’t really need to keep prying deeper.<\/span><\/p>\n

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She was named after her aunt Syrielle. The younger sister of Elrya Natchios had died at the age of 14, just before my friend Syrielle was born. Her mother had no other children, and from what she knows neither did her father Chozen.<\/span><\/p>\n

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After Elyra died at a young age, Chozen took her to the nation of Albaya. The war veteran chose to raise his daughter in the peaceful small farmlands out there. While I certainly didn\u2019t see her first combat, the young warrior had actually stayed away from war her whole life. She had handled local gangsters and some creeps terrorizing physically weak women, but for the most part she lived through times of tranquility.<\/span><\/p>\n

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So she came to Kayos knowing that her skills were being wasted on peace.<\/span><\/p>\n

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A few times along our walk she\u2019d break away and spark up a conversation with Nydorri, who would always be excited t<\/span>o engage her, unlike when I\u2019d try to speak to the elf. Their talks wouldn\u2019t last long, and Syrielle would just make her way back to me soon after.<\/span><\/p>\n

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A part of me wanted to spark up a conversation with Zorthos, but I had a feeling I should just leave him alone. He hung in the back by himself for most of the trip. Occasionally Nydorri would drop back to chat with him.<\/span><\/p>\n

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The canyons didn\u2019t take us long to get through, and soon we were walking through grassy plains with trees and hills scattered all about. By the end of the day we had found ourselves at Thawnerton. Apparently there were a lot of landmarks we were following to get there or something. I don’t know how my friends figured it out.<\/span><\/p>\n

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There were only about 10 houses nearby, but I was able to spot another cluster of homes down the road, and spotted more than a few others on the way here. Thawnerton might be small, but the area had a notable population.<\/span><\/p>\n

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There was a tiny inn, with only one room that was thankfully open. Unfortunately we were going to have to share it, but it\u2019s better than nothing. Once situated, the two of us who didn\u2019t hate socializing and the one of us who hated being inside, left the room.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Nydorri wandered away immediately as Syrielle and I went to The Tavern nearby. A pretty boring name but whatever. The barkeep, Hal, was very friendly and eager to serve us. When we asked about Kyle he informed us that the man we\u2019re looking for frequented this establishment, and if he was in town he was likely to come by very soon.<\/span><\/p>\n

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As more and more people gathered, we heard Hal mention he needed to figure out a way to keep the crowd entertained. Syrielle offered my services and before you knew it there was a guitar in my hand and a small crowd was dancing along.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Hal surprised us with a more diverse building than we thought. One of the walls opened up into a back patio, allowing the music to pour outside, and more people came walking out of their homes nearby. The excited owner lit a bonfire and insisted many around will come just out of curiosity at this point.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

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My audience grew to about thirty people as the night slowly came for us. I spotted<\/span> Nydorri amongst them dancing with some average looking villager. Syrielle happened to be dancing with a younger boy who looked much like him. I wondered for a little too long how the older brother managed to seduce the elf, but I had more important things to think about. There could be somebody else to have my eye on.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Problem was, I only saw two women that I had any interest in, and within a moment I realized they were both taken. So I just played for the crowd, wondering when my talents would ever mean something for me.<\/span><\/p>\n

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The crowd had eventually died down enough for me to end my performance. I approached my two friends who were giggling quite a bit. \u201cCome on,\u201d The younger brother politely begged Syrielle. \u201cIt\u2019s amazing at night. You have to see it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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The samurai didn\u2019t look uncomfortable at the request but wasn\u2019t jumping with excitement. Nydorri, who was snuggling with the older sibling, very kindly reminded the younger girl, \u201cYou can kill him whenever you want. So you don\u2019t have to worry about anything.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cUhm\u2026\u201d The boy tried to catch his words.<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cNydorri!\u201d Syrielle snapped, but also couldn\u2019t help but smirk. \u201cI\u2019d love to go,\u201d She very kindly placed her hand on the boy’s elbow. \u201cI\u2019m not in the murdering mood and I can\u2019t imagine I\u2019ll need to. But I don\u2019t want to b<\/span>e out all night. We have a long journey tomorrow. So we look at pretty things and then you walk me home like a gentleman.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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The elf said to the older brother, \u201cI don\u2019t sleep much so no worries.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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Having stood there for a moment all I could say was, \u201cWell have fun. I guess I\u2019ll go check on our dear friend.\u201d It wasn\u2019t until later that I realized if I had said \u201cDeer Friend,\u201d It technically would have been a pun since he wanted to be called a Deerman. Then I realized that we don’t spell when we speak, so that is what I said therefore the pun was made and my victory was solidified.<\/span><\/p>\n

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My friends left with their dates, and I just awkwardly walked past a few older couples that wanted to talk to me. Just before I left, Hal flagged me down. Standing next to him was a\u00a0 middle aged man of medium height wearing the worn clothes of the working class.<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cElrin,\u201d Hal announced excitedly. \u201cThis is Kyle. The man you asked for.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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We shook quickly as I assured, \u201cIt\u2019s an honor to meet you. I\u2019m told you can help us find someone, but I have no idea who? Something about magic or whatever my friends can explain better. Or not\u2026 They\u2019re pretty bad at talking about things.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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Kyle appeared just a tad overwhelmed with the information. \u201cClearly you haven\u2019t been drinking as much as I have.\u201d He blinked a few times and then asked, \u201cWhere are you from?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cGladland,\u201d I said with pride. \u201cBut my companions and I walked here from Grumbsy.\u201d<\/span>
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He snapped his fingers with realization. \u201cOh you\u2019re Trant\u2019s friends?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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I nodded, \u201cExactly.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cYes yes,\u201d He patted me on the shoulder. \u201cTrant said you\u2019d be coming. You\u2019re not as ugly as I thought you\u2019d be but my friend can help you fix that.\u201d<\/span>
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\u201cI\u2019m not the ugly one.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cWell you ain\u2019t pretty.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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After that he insisted I let him go home for a night\u2019s rest before we embark on our journey the next day. He gave me quick instructions where to find his home and I bid him a good night. At which point, it was time to finally attempt to bond with my Deerfriend.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Zorthos sat in the corner of the room playing with his pet rat. He kept his hood over his head, despite being away from the window. I had seen hatred come his way since before I even met him, but I\u2019d also seen numerous people accept him without question. Perhaps he needed to give others more of a chance before they gave him one.<\/span><\/p>\n

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But also, perhaps, I should talk to him more about what he has been through before I start coming up with solutions to the problems I’m assuming he has.<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cSo\u2026\u201d I didn\u2019t know where to even start. \u201cMay I ask where the horns came from?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cI was born with them,\u201d The cloth covering his head had been removed and I could see that he felt like I was stupid for asking.<\/span><\/p>\n

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I hoped my next question wasn\u2019t as dumb. \u201cDid you know your parents?\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cMy mother,\u201d He smiled. \u201cBut she\u2019s gone.\u201d He frowned.<\/span><\/p>\n

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The silence was deafening and I had to say something. \u201cShe must have been an incredible woman to have raised such a fine young man.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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He nodded, \u201cShe taught me my pain is caused by evil. And so the greatest way to ease that pain, is to destroy evil wherever I find it.\u201d A small fire formed in his hand.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Admiring his magic I exclaimed, \u201cThe power of hell in the hands of justice.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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There was a smirk, but the moment I felt him warm up to me, he went cold just as fast and wouldn\u2019t talk anymore. The best way to win someone like him over is on his terms. So I left him alone and sat outside to enjoy the summer breeze late at night.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

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I wasn\u2019t going to stay out there long, but it was a good thing I stayed for a bit. For I noticed a group of men walking up the road towards us wearing armor and carrying weapons. The warrior in front wore full knights armor. At first I thought nothing of it, but it didn\u2019t take long to realize where they were headed.<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cCan I help you gentleman?\u201d I asked hopefully. \u201cIf the town\u2019s in trouble and you need an extra sword you needn\u2019t even ask? Just point at the trouble. Me and my comrades will come marching.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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Pointing directly behind me the knight announced, \u201cMy name is Sir Ronald Thorne of house Thorne. We\u2019d like to speak to your friend inside.\u201d He didn\u2019t appear angry, but he was certainly stern.<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019m not sure that\u2019s the word he\u2019d use to describe our relationship,\u201d I said, ironically hoping Zorthos would like me more if he heard me discourage people from calling us friends because I want to be his friend. \u201cBut I assure you his disease is far from contagious. Everyone in the town is fine.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cSir,\u201d The knight gripped his hilt tightly. \u201cSomebody saw him. While you were playing your little song for the people. He stepped out of his hiding place, just for a moment. There\u2019s a demon in there. We all know it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cThat demon\u2026\u201d I held my hands up so as not to present myself as a threat, \u201cSaved me, my friends, and some innocent children in a cave.\u201d Stepping forward slowly I made sure not to break eye contact with the warrior in front of me. \u201cHe assisted us in a journey through goblin territory. And he has sworn, via a promise to his mother, to vanquish evil wherever he may find it.\u201d I realized Zorthos didn\u2019t say anything about promises but alas I had to roll with it.<\/span><\/p>\n

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One of the men behind Sir Ron shouted, \u201cYou think we care about the word of a demon?\u201d He stepped forward brandishing a spear. \u201cI say we kill this sycophant now.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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Holding his gauntlet in front of his eager soldier, the knight commanded<\/span>, \u201cStay back. For all we know, this man is under the demon\u2019s spell.\u201d The soldier stood down, but Sir Ron approached me. Hand still on his sword.<\/span><\/p>\n

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I stepped forward as well, \u201cLook. I may have been cast under a spell or two in my day\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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There was more to say but he stepped forward quickly. I reached for my sword. The hilt of his slammed into my gut before I could pull mine out.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Buckling to my knees I spit up blood immediately. Then there was a blade at my throat. \u201cI don\u2019t wish to slaughter you but I will if I must.\u201d<\/span>
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As the threat completed, a loud roar from inside the room echoed through all of Thawnerton. The door was kicked open and the helkin came stomping out as angry as ever. \u201cOh we got a tough guy here!\u201d My deer ally shouted, \u201cPicking on some song boy thinking that makes you look tough.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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I almost pointed out that he said \u201ctough\u201d twice but decided against it.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Stepping away from me, the knight pulled his blade away and announced, \u201cMy name is Sir Ron Thorne of house Thorne. Your friend has committed no sin as far as I have seen. As long as he stands out of my way he will not face the wrath of my blade.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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The devilman shook his head. \u201cI\u2019ve never had a friend. But I\u2019ve never asked for an enemy other than eve<\/span>rything wicked. Leave us now, or face your worst nightmares.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cZorthos,\u201d I felt the need to chime in. \u201cYou\u2019re supposed to not to seem evil.\u201d Turning back to the knight that just knocked the wind out of me I explained. \u201cHe\u2019s the nicest guy I swear. And such a great pet dad to his rat. I promise. <\/span>Not evil.<\/span><\/i>\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cWell wouldn\u2019t lying be evil?\u201d The helkin sounded like he knew the answer to the question he was asking. \u201cI don\u2019t think we\u2019re going to talk him out of attacking me. I got this cool new power. I feel like it\u2019s fair I warned him\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cOkay again\u2026\u201d I shook my head while keeping my eyes locked on his, \u201cNot helping.\u201d With great emphasis I reiterated to Sir Ron. \u201cThe <\/span>nicest <\/span><\/i>guy.\u201d My claim was not convincing at all. The full plated warrior walked forward without even acknowledging me.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Clasping his hands together and tilting his head, Zorthos declared. \u201cI warned you fellah. Which objectively speaking, is much less evil.\u201d His body began to vibrate as his eyes glowed. Ron charged forward but a red beam, familiar to one I\u2019ve seen before, blasted from the devilman\u2019s crimson eyes to the knight\u2019s chest.<\/span><\/p>\n

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The attack knocked the fullplated warrior to his back. As he hit the ground, he barely appeared stunned, but within a second his eyes rolled into the back of his head. The mighty warrior let out a deathly haunting scream.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Zorthos flexed his arms and roared at the soldiers behind Sir Ron. Flames sparked on his horns and shoulders. Soon a sword was in his left palm. Then an ax was in his right. He stalked forward with flaming eyes growling intensely.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Having finally regained full composure I hopped to my feet and stepped between my companion and the enemy. \u201cYour lord may still survive this with proper assistance. But, if you do not run now I will make no promises of helping him.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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Thankfully they believed I was an expert. With fear and gratitude they departed.<\/span>
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To my surprise, Zorthos collapsed to the ground. His weapons disappeared in flames. I knelt down to help him up. \u201cZorthos. You okay?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cIt\u2019s just a new spell,\u201d He said, shaking his head out. \u201cI\u2019m barely even tired bro. Not that you\u2019re my bro.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cWas that the same thing from the sorcerer in the cave?\u201d I couldn\u2019t help but ask.<\/span><\/p>\n

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There was a look of frustration on his face. \u201cIt\u2019s not the same thing\u2026 But yes.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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Heavy breaths behind soon turned into a loud yell. \u201cWhat sort of curse was that demon?\u201d Sir Ron used his sword to push himself to his feet. His body didn\u2019t appear to be as exhausted as I was when the sorcerer blasted me my first day on Kayos. \u201cWith a power like that, I must end you now?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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The holy warrior raised his long sword above his head, only to be interrupted by \u201cEverything alright over here?\u201d Syrielle was standing nonchalantly watching the whole ordeal. \u201cI can help. Not help. Whatever you need?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

A devious smile cracked across my face as I shifted my attention from the samurai to the knight. \u201cIf you\u2019re at all scared of Zorthos. You do not want to mess with Syrielle.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

From behind me Zorthos agreed, \u201cNo the fuck you don\u2019t.\u201d He almost sounded scared of her himself.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Holding up two fingers in a peace sign the samurai very politely announced, \u201cS\u2019up. I\u2019m Syrielle.\u201d At no point did she look like she was ready to fight. Probably because the second she decided to fight, the knight would be dead. She pointed a thumb behind her. \u201cOur most powerful friend is\u2026 Well she\u2019s occupied at the moment. But you could meet her too.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ron looked at me and the Hellkin that was still exhausted in the dirt. Without losing any confidence I declared, \u201cIt\u2019d be in our best interest not to kill you now. So please leave before our anger outweighs our interests.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He wasn\u2019t as excited as the others, but he departed rather quickly. Zorthos gaine<\/span>d his energy soon after, or at least pretended to. I insisted we go find Nydorri, Syrielle suggested we wait. \u201cShe\u2019s not the type to spend the night. She\u2019ll be back soon.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou weren\u2019t out long?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI was not\u2026\u201d She replied. \u201cI figured any longer and it would be unfair to the kid. You know?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cGood,\u201d I nodded, fully agreeing with her logic.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Though she took it weirdly. \u201cWhat are you jealous of?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Even I was surprised how quickly and shamelessly I replied, \u201cIf you get laid while adventuring before I do I will be very upset\u2026 Yeah\u2026\u201d My insecurity pressured me to double down, \u201cDid you not see that performance on that stage tonight? I am worthy of more.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhatever nerd.\u201d She just snickered at me and walked away.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Zorthos shook his head in disappointment. \u201cNerd.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Nydorri returned a few hours later. She didn\u2019t have many questions about what happened. She was just happy to continue our journey immediately. We were sure our attackers weren\u2019t coming back for the evening. If they had more numbers they would have brought it. Not that it mattered to us, but the less killing the better. If any of my new allies agreed with that it was the four of us.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

There was almost no talking through the night. After a very brief rest we left at the crack of dawn. Kyle was sitting on his porch ready to go when we arrived at his house. We hit the road, quickly finding ourselves walking through the flattest desert I\u2019ve ever seen. That journey lasted about a day until we came upon a set of pine trees with rain falling directly on the treeline. There wasn\u2019t even a splash landing on the sand.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThere\u2019s a village just inside,\u201d Kyle explained. \u201cDon\u2019t know why anyone would live out here if you ask me. I barely even like to visit.\u201d He stood and stared at the trees for a moment, before walking in.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The rain inside was warm and cozy. Though the deeper we went, the colder it grew. The trees quickly began to change and vary. Our pace quickened as Kyle insisted we were getting closer to the village for a night’s rest.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

As we turned around a hill he excitedly explained that there was an old lady that lived in a hut just around the corner that makes the best pies he\u2019d ever had in his life. \u201cIf we\u2019re lucky, she\u2019ll have a warm set ready for passersby.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

For some reason, I was convinced the warm pies would be there. Instead, we found a group of about 15 people looking rather distraught. As we heard the crowd Zorthos quickly hid in the bushes so as not to spook anyone.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The rest of us walked forward. An old man approached our guide, \u201cKyle. You\u2019ve brought warriors for us. I\u2019m not sure that\u2019s what we need, but I\u2019m glad that you\u2019re here.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHuh\u2026\u201d Kyle scratched his head. \u201cWe\u2019re on the way to see a friend of mine. I just wanted to get some pie on the way.\u201d He looked at us pleadingly. It was clear he was caught just as off guard as we were, but was hoping we\u2019d solve whatever problem was in front of us.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSir,\u201d I took a mighty step forward. \u201cAllow me to introduce myself and my friends here. I am Elrin Daun of Gladland the Fighting Writer. To my left is Syrielle Hano a samurai of Hellas. And here on my right is far more than a warrior. Nydorri, the sorceress of the leaf.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

I almost introduced Zorthos before I remembered he was hiding in the bushes nearby.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Merril, the old woman who bakes the pies, approached us with a warm smile. \u201cHello, we appreciate you for coming for us. But we can\u2019t ask that you risk your lives to save our homes. We chose this land. The consequences are ours to endure.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

I smiled, \u201cMight as well tell us the problem before we go on our merry Ma\u2019am.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Syrielle placed her arm on my shoulder. \u201cNot that it matters. You could be duking it out with Zues himself and this dumbass will probably run right at him.\u201d She just slightly pushed her sword out of its sheath with her thumb, \u201cAnd my dumbass will be right next to him.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI won\u2019t fight Zeus,\u201d Nydorri explained. \u201cBut if it\u2019s easier than that I might help.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

After a heavy breath Merril explained, \u201cNo, the threat isn\u2019t quite from Olympus. It unfortunately comes from much further north.\u201d She sat down on a nearby stump, though there was no available seating for us, the group of adventurers who had been walking all the way and were probably going to go fight something. \u201cHer name is Helen. She was born in this village nearly thirty years ago. Once upon a time, many called her friend. Nearly a decade ago she traveled to Norrgard. Nobody had heard a word from her since. Until a few weeks ago. She came walking back into town as if she hadn\u2019t aged a day.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The crowd around her shuddered in fear as she said that part. \u201cShe looked the same to most of us. Beautiful smooth skin and long silky blond hair. But I could see it. I could see what changed about her. I don\u2019t know how it happened, but her soul blackened along with her heart.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

There was a bit of a long pause. It was incredibly dramatic, but indeed the old woman did continue. \u201cHelen planted a seed in front of the town center. She claimed it was given to her by the Vanyr themselves. And the most prosperous tree we\u2019ll ever see will soon grow. Not that she was lying entirely. A tree did grow, but what was most strange, was it was dead from the moment it sprouted. Even as it grew, it was rotting and decayed. Soon the other plants around began to die, men and animals alike went mad, food spoiled quicker than ever, voices in the shadows could be heard by all. Everyone fled within a week. It\u2019s been several days since the last person left. What few I could provide for gathered here. While Helen sits in the middle of town, feeding off the dark magic of the tree.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Looking at Syrielle with a scrunched face I explained, \u201cWe\u2019ve been dealing with dark magic users since we got here. I wouldn\u2019t call it a specialty, but after today I might.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The old woman chuckled. \u201cI imagine you need a lot of saving don’t you?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

From the side of my eye I could see both women next to me nodding.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s kind of my thing.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Merril closed her eyes and nodded to me. When she opened them she said, \u201cWe\u2019ve called for exorcists and paladins, but we\u2019re afraid in the land of Kayos help comes when it comes.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAnd help is here,\u201d I pointed my thumbs at my comrades<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Syrielle patted me on the shoulder, \u201cPoint us at the village.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo need,\u201d Nydorri pointed to our right. \u201cIt\u2019s that way.\u201d<\/span>
\n<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Merril wasn\u2019t surprised, but the others were caught off guard. Syrielle quickly explained, \u201cShe smells good.\u201d Then she took a sniff, then made a funny face and patted my shoulder, “You need a bath by the way.”<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAnd you smell of roses\u2026\u201d<\/span>
\n<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

We both laughed and realized we needed to stop bantering in front of the people who are extremely traumatized by the dark curse placed upon their home. I quickly asked Merril, \u201cIs there anything else you can tell us about Helen? Anything that can help us?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell\u2026\u201d Merril gave me a peculiar look. \u201cShe\u2019s clearly possessed, and I have no idea what it is that\u2019s within her. I couldn\u2019t tell you how to save her. I don\u2019t know much about magic. I just have an eye for the good in people.\u201d She looked into the bushes with a smile, \u201cLike your other friend. I can just tell he\u2019s something special.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat friend?\u201d A man behind her asked.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThe Helen I know would die for this village,\u201d Merril ignored the man behind her and continued with her explanation. \u201cBring her to peace anyway you can. And save their town from the horrors she brought from Norrgard.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Of course we did not turn down. The walk shouldn\u2019t have been more than an hour. And about halfway there, I started to notice all the things she\u2019d described. Dead plants and no animals whatsoever.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Not long into entering the cursed area, Nydorri asked us to take a quick pause. She knelt down, planting a seed on a dead log. Within a moment, there was a flower with gorgeous purple petals. Soon the entire log was taken over by a plethora of gorgeous flowers.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMagic may be the cause,\u201d Nydorri explained. \u201cBut it can\u2019t stop mine.\u201d<\/span>
\n<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat was that?\u201d Syrielle asked.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

With a friendly smile Nydorri held <\/span>out seeds in her hand, \u201cThe Kurre. A very rare plant. Feeds on the dead, when given the right push.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

We continued on without Nydorri doing that again. All we saw was gross puss, dry dusty plants, and decadence.\u00a0 Though I did see a squirrel at one point. I thought it was really cute until Nydorri very sternly explained. \u201cThat\u2019s not a real squirrel. It\u2019s dead.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The village was about as far as they said it would be. There were perhaps a hundred homes scattered about. Not a single person was in sight walking on the road. As we walked through, we noticed a few figures dashing in the alleyways around us.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Nydorri crouched down in an attack position, and Zorthos brooded as he usually does.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Just up ahead of us I saw a shadowy figure move through the trees. After a few moments I noticed it move closer and closer. Based on their stances, so did my allies.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Before we said anything, a voice greeted us from our left. \u201cAre you lost?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Standing in the middle of the road was a little girl in a purple dress with red poka dots. Parts of the dress were torn, and there was blood on her lips. Yet her demeanor didn\u2019t show any fear or discomfort at all.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWho are you?\u201d Syrielle stepped forward.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m Sarah,\u201d She smiled and closed her eyes. Her head tilted, showing off her rock sturdy pigtails. \u201cI\u2019m lost. You think we could look for our parents together?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Zorthos grunted, \u201cI feel like she knows my mom\u2019s dead and she\u2019s just being a dick.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Syrielle put her sword back in its sheath and stepped towards the girl with her hands out. \u201cThankfully I\u2019m not looking for my parents. But I\u2019d be happy to help you find yours.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s not a real girl\u2026\u201d Nydorri muttered.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIt was,\u201d Zorthos explained.<\/span><\/p>\n

The young spector pouted, \u201cI don\u2019t like being called not a girl.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hearing her plea I decided it was time to utilize my skills in diplomacy, \u201cOkay little girl,\u201d <\/span>Nailed it. <\/span><\/i>\u00a0\u201cWould you mind telling us where you last saw your parents?\u201d I knew my question was probably stupid, but it felt right to play along.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Nydorri slowly started stepping towards her. \u201cListen\u2026 If you are here to play a game\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI love games,\u201d Sarah shouted, and her voice cracked like its frequency was breaking through the realm itself and for just a moment she appeared transparent. \u201cI can never find my parents. Maybe we can play forever.\u201d She wasn\u2019t asking.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m sure we can help you somehow,\u201d Syrielle replied as if she were delighted.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI like you\u2026\u201d Sarah floated toward Syrielle. \u201cI\u2019ll get rid of the rest. They\u2019re mean.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Having not been mean, I of course whined, \u201cThe fuck did I do?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

In an instant Sarah disappeared into a cloud of smoke and bright white light blinded me. When it passed, I noticed the young girl was gone and the samurai was trembling where she stood. \u201cSyrielle. You alright?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Two voices replied, \u201cI told you to go away.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Zorthos pointed his summoned sword, \u201cYou literally never said that.\u201d<\/span>
\n<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

When Syrielle\u2019s head snapped around, her eyes were all white. Both voices screamed, \u201cStop being mean to me!\u201d She lunged with her sword straight for me. The hellkin was quick enough to block.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Her katana was relentless, but I could tell she was moving slower than normal. Still, Zorthos was overwhelmed by her, putting him completely on the defensive. A wolf ran behind her and tripped her to the ground. The canine shifted to Nydorri instantly and held her staff to Syrielle\u2019s sword hand.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

My horned ally circled around her with eyes glowing red. Grabbing her other arm to hold her down. He raised his free hand in the air and let out a mighty roar erupted his fingers in pink flames. Then she shoved his hand straight into the Samurai’s stomach.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Two voices screeched with pain. Zorthos let go of her arm and used both hands to pry a white substance out of Syrielle\u2019s stomach. Upon closer inspection it was the little girl\u2019s transparent left arm. In a moment he ripped the rest of her out.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI miss my mother too,\u201d He told her, before her whole body erupted into flames and she alone screamed while Syrielle caught her breath in silence.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

I was the first one to her side, \u201cYou okay?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYeah,\u201d She shook her head. \u201cThat was weird.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

We heard clapping nearby. And giggling from somewhere else.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

There was a man with one leg sitting on the ground smacking his hands together. And an old orc laughing to himself a short distance away. The clapping man stared at me proudly. \u201cSara\u2019s scary. Nobody wants to deal with that one. Or The Smiling Man.\u201d I slowly backed away before he said, \u201cI ain\u2019t scary.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cJust move,\u201d Nydorri was already on her way down the street.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

A few blocks in, we saw a tall black tree. The leafless branches hung over a large building with big blue words that read, \u201cTown Center.\u201d Dozens of people were hobbling around muttering to themselves. Some of them were walking in and out of walls.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Kneeling at the foot of the tree, was a blonde woman in a white dress. Her bare feet were covered in mud, and from the back of her I had to agree with the assessments of her attraction.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cShe a real woman?\u201d I asked.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYeah,\u201d Nydorri nodded, \u201cBut she\u2019s a whole lot more as well.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Zorthos growled, \u201cOr maybe less.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

None of us were eager to march onwards. It was a slow creep despite us knowing we had no chance to sneak up on anyone. Especially with random ghosts greeting us. None of them were smiling, but we still stuck as close to Zorthos as we could.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

We were about a stone’s throw away when the woman I assumed was Helen stood up and spun around to face us. \u201cI haven\u2019t had visitors of the flesh and blood for a few days. It\u2019s good to see you all.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHelen,\u201d I announced, drawing her attention to me. \u201cWhat is happening here? Perhaps we can come to an understanding.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She nodded to me, \u201cI can\u2019t explain the depths of Hel to you. You must look into her eyes for yourself.\u201d Her eyes were blood red, but everything else about her appeared healthy and beautiful.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m looking into your eyes,\u201d I told her. \u201cAnd I understand you\u2019re in pain.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Nydorri nudged me, \u201cStop trying to fuck the dead lady.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThe <\/span>what<\/span><\/i> lady?\u201d I shook my head in shock. \u201cAlso I\u2019m not trying to fuck her.\u201d<\/span>
\n<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Though I have to admit the thought of receiving gratitude after saving her did cross my mind, but it wasn\u2019t at the front of my mind. Once Nydorri accused me of thinking it, it became what was on the front of my mind, but not before.<\/span>
\n<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Helen took a step towards us.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSo\u2026\u201d Zorthos held his hands out weighing our options. \u201cWe need to just burn the tree right? Can she do anything to stop us? I don\u2019t know what we\u2019re waiting for.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Nydorri appeared disappointed in him, \u201cWe don\u2019t know what she can do.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m guessing something spooky,\u201d An unrecognizable voice said from behind.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The man\u2019s smile was as wide and daunting as any I\u2019d ever seen. He wore the gray clothes of a peasant, with bloody stab wounds all over. His hands were covered in blood as well, and somehow I could tell it wasn\u2019t his.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Zorthos reached for him and without breaking a smile the man screamed into the night. The concussive force of his scream launched me through the air, crashing hard into the dirt. Nydorri was in the dirt as well, Syrielle crashed through a nearby door, and Zorthos was in a tree.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The Smiling Man looked at me with rageful eyes. \u201cYou\u2019re not the main character.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo\u2026\u201d I pointed at the tree. \u201cBut he is.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Red eyes were already glowing before I even said it. The beams blasted right through the spectral being, lighting him on fire. The Smiling Man screamed in pain without changing his facial expression. Then he ran straight through a wall without lighting it aflame.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Helen was quickly walking towards us with a long black scythe in her hand. Syrielle had kicked herself out of the debris she was in and dashed towards our foe. A wolf was trying to dash around to the tree.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The scythe nearly reached the gray furry breast, but the katana blocked it before it got there. Syrielle exchanged blows for a little over a moment with a very competent enemy. Though she was still well below the samurai who managed to slice across her stomach.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Then she stabbed her through the heart and shoved her to the ground with her other hand. Helen only smiled at the attack and rose back to her feet to continue the onslaught. The white of her cloak slowly changed to gray the more she fought. Her hair was darkening as well.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Nydorri was near the tree doing some nefarious task when suddenly The Smiling Man appeared behind her. Without saying a word, he screamed once more, and sent her flying an incredible distance. She slammed hard into the dirt rolling several times.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Syrielle sliced off both of Helen\u2019s arms during that whole exchange. Before she could remove the bitches head, a rope wrapped around her ankle. The way her head slammed into the ground from the initial jerk would have knocked out the majority of people, and the way her whole body crashed through several walls would kill most.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Red eye\u2019s glowed as the hellkin walked down the street towards The Smiling Man. The ghost took notice and dashed away before Zorthos could attack again.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Helen was leaning down reaching for her hands. I dashed over to her and kicked her in the butt before she could do anything about it. The witch stumbled forward. When I prepared to remove her head, a rock hit me. I lost my foot just for a moment, ultimately leaning on a nearby wall for balance. Right as I had my bearings under me the windows nearby blew up and I was covered in broken glass.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Agony had become my everything.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Zorthos was launched through the air crashing into Syrielle who was pulling herself out of debris. Both of them were on their feet pretty quickly, but the samurai was attacked by flying bricks as Zorthos was attacked by Helen whose hands we<\/span>re fully reattached. He managed to deflect her scythe with his sword at first but it didn\u2019t take her long to figure him out and cut his chest badly.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She was about to follow up when she was suddenly stopped in place. A flower with purple petals, and a bright orange stem had reached from the ground to grip hold of her. She sliced it effortlessly, but Zorthos had already gained his distance from her.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

His eyes glowed again. I noticed Syrielle was dueling with The Smiling Man who was weidling a golden rod. Her attacks went straight through him forcing her to only black as he swung away. The redbeams set him afire once more.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

I ran between Zorthos and Helen expecting her to go for him when he dropped to knee again, but she was marching towards Nydorri who appeared to be just as out of breath. That\u2019s when I noticed more flowers, of a variety of colors. Including several sprouting out of the dark tree. The dark sorceress was filled with fury, \u201cWhat is the meaning of this madness?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThe Kurre,\u201d She held out her hand to drop a couple more seeds into a hole in the dirt.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Blood began to pour from the sorceress’s mouth. Her dress and hair had turned completely black. \u201cYou think a few flowers can stop me?\u201d Helen\u2019s laugh was both convincing and unsure at the same time. It was definitely maniacal. I can say that. \u201cI\u2019ll pluck them all myself if I have to. Right after I pluck your head from its shoulders.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThe fun thing about you dead people,\u201d Nydorri giggled, \u201cIs that none of you can feel anything.\u201d It looked like she could have gotten to her feet, but she just chose not to. The scythe was above her head, and all the leaf lady did was smile. \u201cWith the right seed, and the right push, you make a wonderful garden.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

I could see Helen\u2019s eye\u2019s widen with realization, just a moment before I saw the yellow petal sprout out of the wound in her stomach.\u00a0 A few more sprouted from her arms at the spot where they were cut off. The sorceress stood still, struggling to move her arms and legs. \u201cWhen did you?\u201d<\/span>
\n<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

There was a whistle to her left. Syrielle was on the ground twiddling her fingers.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBitches.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

More flowers in her stomach sprouted. In an instant they all grew larger and brighter. Helen cried, \u201cNo\u2026 I will not fail her. I will not fail death.\u201d Her voice continued to mumble as a red and white flower came out of her mouth and soon her whole body was overtaken by life.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The sorceress was motionless.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The Smiling Man screamed at Nydorri sending her flying an even further distance than the last time. I didn\u2019t even see where she landed, but I saw him lock eyes on me and march forward. Only to erupt into flames without any red beams. All of the other ghosts around were on fire and screaming as well.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Zorthos was driving a flaming ax across the bark of the dead tree.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

At which point, it was essentially over.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The helkin quickly tossed the woman into the flames of the tree. Meanwhile the elf walked over and began rubbing cream on my wounds. They weren\u2019t deep, but the glass had been bleeding all over. Not to mention things might have been broken. Once she was done with the cream, she pulled out a red berry and handed it to me. \u201cYou should be good before morning.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

I could feel the cream doing its job as when I slipped the berry in my mouth. At which point every injury felt as though it was improving drastically by the moment. We quickly departed from the village and returned to the villagers.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Merril made some delicious pies just for us. I wasn\u2019t hungry after eating the berry, but Nydorri slipped me a little tea that didn\u2019t do anything for my injuries but it brought my appetite right back. After resting half the night Kyle had us back on the road at the crack of dawn. Well before nightfall we came to a hill. The first one we\u2019d seen since entering the pine trees. At the top of the hill, sat a large wooden door. \u201cNo matter what\u2019s going on in the forest, he\u2019s up there?\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Kyle walked us straight up the muddy incline. I thought there\u2019d be more to see at the top, but it was just a door. After knocking, our guide explained, \u201cHe shouldn\u2019t take long. Be on your best behavior everyone.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Zorthos and Nydorri immediately looked at Syrielle and I. Zorthos quickly ordered, \u201cPlease don\u2019t embarrass us.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

My sensei and I glared at each other completely perplexed before I asked, \u201cWhy are you looking at us like we\u2019re the weird ones?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Sure enough, the door cracked open a few moments later, and despite there being nothing on the other side, we walked into a massive living room with several stairs leading in multiple directions. There were paintings of kings, and beasts all around, and a huge fire place in the middle. As we observed with glee, a squeaky voice to our right greeted us. \u201cAre you good with that thing?\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Standing beside Syrielle, was a very short little man with a gray beard. On his head was a red cap. His eyes were locked on her katana. \u201cI imagine you\u2019re quite good, but you never know until you ask.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She nodded.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Not looking at her at all he exclaimed. \u201cOh you\u2019re amazing. I can see it clear as day. It\u2019s all over your face.\u201d He snapped his fingers, \u201cIt\u2019s the eyes. They give everything away.\u201d Then he looked right at me, his golden eyes locked on mine. \u201cJust like how a story is only as powerful as one who holds the pen. Do you have the power to tell the story of your friends well enough?\u201d He pointed at the notebook at my side.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHuh\u2026\u201d I nodded. \u201cYup.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI wonder what you\u2019ll say about me?\u201d I thought he\u2019d just say one thing and move on, but he stuck to me. \u201cWhat place do I have in the stories you\u2019ll tell?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHuh\u2026\u201d I said again. \u201cI haven\u2019t gotten to know you yet. So if you want me to say nice things, I\u2019d put on your biggest smile and be the swellest fellah you can be.\u201d I smiled to let him know I was being facetious.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re fun,\u201d The short man nodded. \u201cI feel like people don\u2019t tell you that enough and you deserve to be told..\u201d He held his hand out to shake, \u201cCall me Rammy. May I have your name?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cElrin Daun of Gladland the Fighting Writer.\u201d I told him.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He eagerly replied. \u201cOh man, I can\u2019t wait to never give a shit.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

His eyes finally broke from me and on to Nydorri. \u201cA wood elf from the forest to the South. One of the most powerful beings I\u2019ve seen in Northern Kayos,\u201d Though once he said it he walked right past her and stopped at Zorthos.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m guessing you\u2019re the reason this merry party is here?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The devilman nodded.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Rammy looked him up and down. \u201cYou wish to blend in amongst the common folk.\u201d His smirk implied admiration. \u201cMost who come to me do so to cast themselves into the shadows. But you\u2026 You are stepping into the light.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s true,\u201d Zorthos declared loudly. \u201cYou must be a mind reader.\u201d<\/span>
\n<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, you\u2019re just ugly,\u201d The short man replied.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The hellkin looked sad. \u201cWell that\u2019s plain rude.\u201d<\/span>
\n<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

With a chuckle, Rammy announced. \u201cYou\u2019ve come to the right place. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. With the magic I know, every eye will behold you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOkay\u2026\u201d Zorthos didn\u2019t appear happy. \u201cCool. Still not nice to insult people.\u201d<\/span>
\n<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The short man laughed \u201cYou\u2019re fun too. Good,\u201d Pointing at me he said, \u201cGods knows he needs the material\u201d It took me a second to fully register the depth of the comment but it was definitely an insult.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Showing a lack of confidence Zorthos asked, \u201cHow do I even know you can help me?\u201d<\/span>
\n<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBecause I have done what you wish to do\u2026\u201d Rammy smirked. \u201cDon\u2019t you know\u2026 We come from the exact same place, only the opposite. Brothers from another mother. The reason for each other.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The hellkin\u2019s eyes grew wide, \u201cA Paradisian?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Suddenly there was a flash of white light. Where a short man with a beard once stood, was now a golden skinned baby faced creature with white wings. \u201cIf you would prefer to call me Ramiel, I understand. For it is my full name, and it is pretty cool.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cUh\u2026.\u201d Syrielle looked doubtful. \u201cAren\u2019t angels and demons enemies?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Zorthos snapped, \u201cWe\u2019re cousins and our parents have a dysfunctional relationship. Stay out of it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ramiel floated over to us and bowed, \u201cYou are all of course guests in my home. It would be my honor to treat you to a fine meal and give you all a warm bed for the evening. But if the helkin and I can come to an agreement then our work will begin in the morning. I won\u2019t be able to entertain guests at that point.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

We agreed and then the man insisted he and Zorthos go into the other room to discuss their terms. Zorthos then turned to Nydorri, \u201cIf this works. Thank you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat about us?\u201d I whined.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Syrielle smiled at me. \u201cWhat\u2019d you do?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Raising my hand I declared. \u201cI helped defeat the knight.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Zorthos scrunched his eyebrows. \u201cDid you?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

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