Chapter 20: Getting supplies (3)
The air was crispy and hot, after all they had the desert on their back. And even though now the land was much more greener this did not ant that the climate changed a lot, crispy and hot it was and still is .
Soon the old limping man ca back with many young n in tow, carrying sacks of grains and oats, so also carrying urns filled with water. They looked heavy, and the young n struggled a bit as they brought them closer to the group .
Alpheo could see the eyes of the n gazing at his, they knew they were many and ard, if they wanted the entire village on fla, they would do it.
As they neared, the villagers carefully set down their heavy loads on the ground. Alpheo observed them repeating this motion several tis until there were four sacks of grain, twelve urns filled with water, and a sack of oats neatly arranged before them.
Alpheo ticulously counted the barter, his mind calculating the value of the goods exchanged for the twenty silveriis. "This is the extent of their offering," he thought, noting that while he could potentially coerce a few more sacks from them using their weapons , it wasn't worth the trouble.There were other villages along the way after all
He nodded to his n, signaling their departure, and motioned for Jarva to accompany him as they approached the old man once more. The tension in the air was palpable as Alpheo turned to Jarva, who translated the old man's words.
"He says he's done his part and asks us to leave as soon as possible," Jarva relayed.
Alpheo offered a small smile. "Tell him we'll be on our way imdiately," he instructed. As Jarva conveyed the ssage, Alpheo reached for his belt, causing the old man to flinch thinking he was taking his steel . However, insted , Alpheo retrieved another pouch of coins and tossed it to the old man.
"Farzah ay tarka ?" the old man asked, his eyes wide with surprise.Alpheo did not need Jarva for this one
"Please inform him that it's paynt for another service, a rather small one" Alpheo replied , smiling and leaning in closer. "Tell him that if anyone inquires about our whereabouts, he is to inform them that we passed through, received supplies through threatening , and were sent on our way with won as whores to keep us satisfied. Then, he is to direct them eastward towards the rising sun. Ah'' he chuckled "Almost poetic''
Jarva hesitated,''What if he try to fuck us in the arse, he got the silver already. Is it worth for them to stick thier head for us?''
Alpheo considered his words before adjusting their approach. "You're right," he conceded. "Tell him that if we encounter anyone asking, we'll tell them we purchased supplies with the gold we stole, and that they hold a considerable amount.So after us they will co to them. We know how greedy soldiers are ,and the shining of gold raise thier excitent better than a whore."
With Jarva's translation, the old man's deanor shifted, a tremor of fear evident in his nod of agreent. Alpheo nodded in return, satisfied that their ssage was conveyed effectively.
Alpheo's movents were deliberate and calculated as he gestured for Jarva to follow him back to the group. As they approached, Alpheo reached for a sack filled with oats, motioning for the others to do the sa. He knew that leading by example was important, especially when trying to earn the respect and trust of his companions. 'Better not give anyone shit to throw at
' he thoughtforward as he trudged foward
They continued walking towards their "camp
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