Chapter 18
Walking into the butchers shop I knew my way around, I had been working here for the past few cycles. Everything was just as I left it, the shop was just barely sothing that can’t be called a ss, with a system to everythings location, just a system I couldn’t make heads or tails of in all that ti. The only way I know it was a system was that I was told I put things in the wrong place.
“The hell are you doing only showing up now, kid?” He called out to , as he picked up this habit about a cycle after he took
on to start drinking as the sun started going down knowing I would take care of everything. “Never mind, just get here and get to work.”
I had never liked working here, the skills gained were very useful and I didn’t mind the work itself but I couldn’t stand Denix as a boss. He was Jonny father and never liked doing sothing for free, despite all the tis my mom helped him in the past it took my dad ntioning sothing about how his son was his apprentice for him to agree to try helping .
“I don’t work here anymore sir. I told you that yesterday, I just ca by to get this deer butchered. I'm going to be a hunter and this is my first kill.” I felt my lips form into a smirk at my own accomplishnt. Denix however didn’t see it that way, despite how much he complained when he first took
on it seems he not only got used to but even liked having unpaid help around the shop. “If you could please butcher it I have to drop Hatchet’s share and then get the rest ho”
Hunting in the village was a bit different then how I expected it, hunters usually went off in pairs, Hatched was the exception before because of his skill, they went off every 4-5 days outside of hunting season and when they left they went with a food order or scouting order. On a hunting order most of the prey went to the village with the hunter just getting first pick on his share of the haul, but on scouting as usually one didn’t find any ga on those routes you got to keep all of it.
“Yeah, yeah I’ll get you your share of it in a second calm down” It seems he didn’t realize that this deer was to be split between
and Hatchet, who graciously said that I could keep most of it to celebrate my first catch, wanting only the back left leg for “superstitious reason” as he put it.
“I was on a scouting trip today” I say excitent starting to overwhelm what little patience I had wanting to get back ho to celebrate. “I’ll be taking all of it back” I could feel the shit eating grin forming on my face and despite my best efforts I couldn’t seem to stop it.
He looked grim at that news, clearly the other hunters still ca up empty as they had been for the last 10 days, this was also the reason why we were sent to scout that specific route today, while the missing ga didn’t affect the village yet it would soon if things kept going that way. But we found nothing, or I should say I found nothing and if Hatchet found anything he didn’t share it with .
“Hmpth, first kill in 10 days and you’re taking it all for yourself, kids these days, they don’t care for anybody but themselves” he said with scorn, knowing full well it was tradition for hunters to take ho their first kill for themselves even if it ca from a food outing.
He took the cleaver and barely got it to go half way through the neck with a sloppy chop.
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“The hell is wrong with this thing?” He exclaid clearly not having expected that much resistance from the carcass.
“Hatchet said he thought it was level 5, and that that’s why it managed to make it all the way onto our scouting route” I answered his most likely question as for soone of his strength and skills even with a sloppy weak strike most of the things we got delivered would have split down the middle, he didn’t have to aim careful full blows like I did when I tried to do the sa.
He kept grumbling things here and there while he worked on the deer but I tuned him out, after all nothing good would co from him I was sure of it.
A short ti later I took the nicely butchered deer and went to drop off Hatchet’s leg afterwards I headed back ho, more than one or two villagers took notice of
but nobody approached
in the sowhat dim light.
As I neared the front door I could hear my parents talking but I couldn’t make out the words. It took
a full minute to figure out a way to open the door without knocking but I wanted to see their reactions to
walking in with the ga on my back.
“Ajax is that you, how did it… ” my mother couldn’t finish her sentence as she looked at
with the deer on my shoulders, surprise clear on my dad's face, but the biggest reaction ca from Judy and Alana as both their jaws dropped to the floor. Definitely worth the ti to open the door myself instead of knocking.
“I got my tracking skill today, where should I put this?” I say giving it my all to maintain a straight face to make this seem like an everyday occurrence.
My sister was the first to co to her senses. “What you got there little brother?”
“A deer that happened upon our scouting tack” I slip in the information that I could keep all of the spoils I brought ho and we wouldn’t have anyone showing up tomorrow asking questions as to why I didn’t share.
That small chat was all the ti it took for my mom to regain her composure, she had sothing that looked like a mirror but I couldn’t be sure since I hadn’t seen one before in this world, but she put it on the table and ca to help
put the deer in the cellar where it wouldn’t go bad until tomorrow when she would most likely salt it, took a small part of a few choice cuts to cook for tonight's celebration and we ca back into the kitchen.
“What is that?” I said pointing to the mirror that was turned face down on the table.
“It’s a #%@#$.” My sister said, the word sounded odd but then again it was probably new and added to the language recently seeing how I hadn’t seen one in all these years “ They are rather rare in the city but one of the big rchant companies gave
a big discount on it. I think they want
and Alana to join them after we gain enough experience.”
I picked it up and for the first ti I saw what my new face looked like. Not to sound shallow but I looked good. I had a strong jaw, high cheekbones, inky black mid length hair and Icy blue eyes with a full beard starting to co in.
“How co my hair and eyes are different from yours?” was the first thing that slipped out after I took a look at myself. I didn;t have mothers golden hair like my sister's or dad's brown locks like my brother, not only that all four of them had green eyes.
“The hair you got from my dad” father told . “He always complained that I got my hair from mother.”
“As for your eyes they co from my mother” mom followed up. “Now tell
more about this tracking skill you got, did it finally happen? Are you going to be a hunter?” There was a bit of fear in her tone as hunting wasn’t exactly a safe profession but it was one that would keep
close to ho unlike my brother and sister.
“Yes, it all started with us tracking a small wolf pack… “ I explained the whole story of us following the wolf pack,
picking up the deer tracks, yes I left out the 2 tis I got lost, and then how we brought it back to the village.
“Looks like all that work you put in every morning with what your brother taught you is finally paying off” dad said a bit torn between him having been wrong about
practising every morning being important and happy that I finally had a path in life I wanted to follow and was sowhat good at.
The rest of the evening was spent enjoying the small feast and ended with
going to sleep in my old room and Judy and Alana taking the bigger one. All throughout the night I had kept an eye out to see if there was sothing more going on between my sister and her friend, sue
Alana is smoking hot and what would you think about when you were say 15, I am surprised I hadn’t started thinking about this sooner seeing how my growth spurt ca in faster and I was already 6 foot 6, one of the tallest in the village.
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