Alice sighed, and her chin sank deeper into her knees. She was sitting underneath a balcony with her arms wrapped around her legs, her knees pressed to her chest. The ground was slick with water, and rain pitter-pattered on the bricks around her. Luckily, she was prepared for an adventure and could use her cloak as a makeshift towel to prevent her butt from getting wet. Alice sighed again and grabbed a piece of jerky out of the pouch on her waist. She bit the end of it, but didnt bite it off, savoring the taste. It was salty. How did she end up in such a sad position, eating jerky in the cold rain all by herself? It all started when Tafel said, Lets go on an adventure! and it only went downhill from there.
It wouldnt have been so bad if there was a better plan than cause a ruckus so loud that she wouldnt be missed. She wasnt like Vur, a dragon that could breathe fire. And she wasnt like Tafel either, a demon with horns. If anything, Mary would be in a similar spot as her since they were both relatively normal compared to those two. Alice finished her piece of jerky, but she still felt hungry. However, she didnt take out another piece. She might be in a town, but her currency was different than the locals, and there was also the problem of a massive language barrier. Tafel and Vur spoke strangely, but they were still understandable. These people? Nope. There was absolutely no way to communicate with them, and if she couldnt do that, how was she supposed to make a na for herself? She couldnt exactly go around beating people up, could she? Well, she could, but that would make her feel like a terrible person.
Instead, she had spent the day gathering information. From what she could tell, these people were perfectly normal, and none of them were used magic. All the n wore so sort of hat or turban, and she suspected the size and material had sothing to do with their status. If she were Vur, shed find the person with the largest hat, beat him up, and take it from him to claim his position. However, she wasnt a barbarian, so she refrained from doing that. Also, it mightve been a little dangerous if she were to do that. There were a few soldiersor people she assud to be soldierspatrolling around with muskets similar to those of the dwarves back on the eastern continent. The civilians also seed to be on edge. Perhaps she had landed in an occupied city?
Etvu deck? Yu tig nahgu kliss?
Alice raised her head. Over the sound of the rain, she hadnt heard anyone approach. Two n wearing long cloaks were staring at her. The lump jutting out of their backs revealed their status as soldiers with muskets or perhaps just ard civilians. Sorry, Alice said. I have no clue what youre saying.
The two n looked at each other. They marched towards her and spread out, standing over her from both sides. Their arms stretched forward and were promptly smacked away by Alices hands. They said sothing else, but of course, Alice couldnt understand them. She was pretty sure they were agitated though. Hey now, she said and raised her arms up. Lets discuss this like civilized people even if we cant understand each other, okay? She tried to make herself sound as inviting as possible, not realizing it was the sa tone she would use to coax her griffin cub into eating.
The two n glared at her, and one of them took off his cloak. He unstrapped his musket and took out a small pouch filled with black powder. Instead of giving him ti to ready his weapon, Alice took her miniature shield off her bracelet and stood up. Her shield expanded into a buckler, causing the two n to gasp. With a sharp swing, she knocked the musket out of the mans hand, and with a downward chop, she put a nice dent into the muskets barrel, rendering it completely useless. She placed her hands on her hips and glared at the two n. Bad! Dont do that. If even a baby griffin could understand her based on the tone of her voice, she had no doubt these two n could figure out what she was saying.
The two n didnt even hesitate before turning around and running away. One of them slipped on the wet ground, and his head collided into the wall of a nearby building. He collapsed, but his partner didnt even look back, leaving his fallen companion behind. Alice frowned at the sight and shrank her shield, storing it back onto her bracelet like a watch. Back on the eastern continent, a lot of people were afraid of her because she was just a little bit stronger than they were and had a teensy-tiny anger problem. However, she didnt even get angry, but those two fools were terrified out of their minds. Maybe starting a ruckus was easier than she thought? All she had to do was expand and shrink her shield a few tis.
Alice sighed and approached the fallen man. His head was bleeding, so she took the cloak he left on the ground and tore a long strip of cloth out of it. She lifted his head and wrapped his wound. Then she checked the rest of his body to make sure he didnt have any other injuries. While she was checking, she found a pouch with so coinswhich she took for herself. First aid wasnt free after all, especially not with her skill as a seasoned adventurer. After claiming her dical fees, Alice picked up her adventuring cloak and headed towards the market for so more reconnaissanceand a al or two now that she had so money.
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