Across the distance, farther than the Capital City of Gloria and extending beyond the boundaries of Rocky Cliffs
A young [ rmaid ] swimmingly approached the Abandoned Beach and flopped on the sand. She let out a sound of relief, "Ah here at last." She clutched her seashell purse and looked at her items to be traded.
Seaweed.
Her purse was filled to the brim with Seaweed.
It wasn't just any kind of Seaweed though, these were in exchange for Sage Grass. Now all she needed to do was to get to their eting place. She didn't exactly have a teleportation scroll unlike the others, but she might be able to get so help from a certain [ Wood Elf ].
She pulled up her communication thingamabob. It was akin to a rippling and shimring water in the air, the letters that ford on the surface were in her comfortable language.
She sent a ssage.
rmaid: Mister [ Wood Elf ], I'm nearly at your [ Enchanted Forest ] and I brought sothing you might like? [ Black Pearl ] in exchange for transportation perhaps?
Wood Elf: Oh, goodie! Thanks dear, do you need so help? I can drop by there if you want.
rmaid: I'm fine! I can get there~ I think if I heard it correctly, you're not fond of the salt?
Wood Elf: Well, if it's a beautiful maidenI wouldn't mind~
Odele sighed for a mont and shook her head in dismay, the Earth Dwellers were always a strange bunch for her. Once again, she kindly denied the [ Wood Elf ]'s offer and advances before she pulled out a fine dagger from the sa seashell purse. This purse had a lot of space. And the dagger was a key component. A Witch's Bargain.
She wondered how different it would have been if she had approached the [ Sea Witch ], nevertheless, she held up the blade in her hands and glanced at her tail. It really would be an odd thing to walk on two fins.
Legs.
Her blade touched the back of her neck, carefully avoiding the chance to draw blood needlessly.
It would really be a swift thing.
The dagger swept through her hair as she watched it land to the sand. Red t white. Odele quickly collected her hair and tied it with so seaweed before the wind could get it. She then turned towards the swishing water screen hovering before her.
[ A Witch's Bargain ]
Locks of rmaid Hair
[ Exchange ]
72 Hours for Human Transformation
[ Please Confirm Your Trade With A Yes / No ]
She recalled what the others had said in the [ Universal Chatroom ] about how bad it would be to make a bargain with the [ Witch ] but in all honesty this would be the term that they call a 'rip-off'. Hair did regrow back, but it took a long ti for it to grow and she ended up exchanging it for just a re seventy-two hours.
"I'll have to make it worth my ti. Trade Accept Yes."
Fins were exchanged for legs.
Simple as that.
"Alright, ti to head towards the Enchanted Forest."
.. .
There were not a long of things that troubled soone as advanced in years like him. So when the Wood Elf noticed the presence of another [ Player ] entering his territory. He wasn't bothered at all.
He had complete sovereignty over his controlled territories.
Which mind you, the land that he occupied wasn't a lot, but still a good deal for so other [ Race ] living in the [ Human Kingdom of Yegarian ].
That was until you counted that pesky [ Goblin ] starting to gain more territory.
The [ World Map ] was displayed before him and he could see that his [ Human ] friend had gathered back the road area and even [ Oaken Ashwood ]. He was still hoping that his good friend had given it to him instead.
Ah, maybe next ti.
He saw a weird neutral zone in between the [ Human ] and [ Goblin ] territory so kind of landmarked inn? "Ugh, don't [ Humans ] try to bother culling them?" He rubbed his face and awaited his peer.
And finally she arrived. A beautiful girl with short red hair and dazzling green eyes stumbled through his spot and offered a quick bow.
Or maybe she was just trying to gain her footing.
The young rmaid was really unsteady with her feet, it reminded him of a young fawn trying to stand up without its mother. He bit back a smile and dismissed the nus before him, with a quick snap of his fingerthe ambient mana around him sprouted a tree stump before her.
"Please have a seat, I know you've co a long way. Would you like sothing to drink? I can imagine that you need a lot of liquids, I've got fruits and flower nectars. In the mood for honey so rain dew?"
"Ah, I'm fine, thank you for your hospitality. I do not plan to stay too long, I've brought the [ Black Pearl ] and I was hoping for so of your assistance."
"Dear, just gracing with your presence is enough for to answer your plea." He chuckled.
The young [ rmaid ] simply looked at him and managed a smile. "I kind of need to et up with Lucia, Bleu and Tierra at the City of Gloria."
"Wow, you young folks really are active [ Players ] here huh?" The Wood Elf propped a hand underneath his chin, "Imagine the events that could transpire when all of you converge."
"Pardon?"
"It's nothing to worry about, I suppose I could always drop by at the Kraelonia Academy and perhaps visit a certain soone."
"Oh, do you an the new [ Player ]? That [ Human ]? Are they staying at the Kraelonia Academy? It does make sense that the first thing that they'd do is go attend a premier institution." The young [ rmaid ]'s eyes were shining in curiosity.
He grinned, "Perhaps."
The [ Wood Elf ] got up from his wooden throne and stretched his arms, "Among the elents that an [ Elf ] of my nature possesses, it may or may not surprise you."
With a motion of his fingers, one of the trees offered their trunk, the [ Wood Elf ] shed and lded it to his whims. Vines and leaves joined it to produce his desired piece. He had seen it before in a book, a creation of wood and ingenuity.
A testant to a heart that sought adventure beyond lands and distance.
"This is this is a boat?" The young [ rmaid ] managed to get up and approached his craftsmanship. She ran her fingers through the wood. "There's no water in the city of Gloria as far as I'm aware?"
He laughed and offered a hand as he helped her into his work, "We do not need water at all young waterfolk. All we need is the wind." A breeze gathered around them, a refreshing and playful gust of air swept through the forest.
Until the wind grew stronger and stronger, a tumultuous tempest that began to lift his creation above the earth. The trees gave way as they ascended into the air.
He managed a short bow, "This is a [ Zephyr Boat ] and a courtesy of the [ Lord of the Winds ]." He lifted his head when there was no thunderous applause.
The young [ rmaid ] was gawking.
Well, they could always clap afterwards. "Do hold onto the rails," The [ Wood Elf ] snapped his finger. "And off we go."
They zipped through the sky.
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