I take a while to reassure the guy. Telling him that I won't start a bloody war with so powerhouse.
No, seriously I don't have a death wish. Actually, my specialty is surviving. Even if I can sohow outlive him, I don't want to spend the rest of my life on the run. Especially the tar's guild.
They could use hound species to track quite easily. It figures in the list of the guilds I do not want to offend at any cost. Sa as the assassin's guild. I am sure there exists one sowhere. Actually, now that I think about it a tracker's guild could be bad too, or even a mage guild. or even worst a divination one! The point is I know better than to find trouble with a huge organization.
Afterward, we keep having fun talking around a campfire. The good news is that I will be getting paid for the trees I have already cut down. There is a satisfaction to be had in a work well done. It ain't much but it's honest work you know.
I get handed a small money pouch with a few copper coins. This probably won't buy much but now I am no longer penniless! HAHA, I might be able to buy so cheap food with such funds!
These guys keep asking about stories. At first, I'm reluctant, but the more the night goes on the more I find myself talking. About random fairytales, about so creatures I have encountered in the archaic savage forest, about the death domain. The last one is extrely popular. They love the way I describe the army of skeletons and the onslaught of the wraiths eying us from above.
When I get to the part about Vlad they all scream sothing about him being a vampire until I explain things carefully to them. How he is kind and passed the actual check I did. Apparently, the thing about vampires not having a reflection is sothing mostly unknown in this world. Well, most people don't know much factual information about them, to begin with. They are creatures of myth.
I do keep the part with the blood to myself in case they find it weird sohow. Blood transfusion used to be considered sothing insane in the middle ages too.
We do end up the night by drinking so. The last reserves we have here. Apparently, they should be able to get a new shipnt soon with the wood I chopped.
Everyone heads to sleep and thus ends this slow but aningful day. Actually, little Bai returns to the guild. Sothing about having to take care of his plants.
In the morning I wake up feeling great. I get the feeling I have a goal and am actively working toward sothing. The unicorn reads and I listen attentively trying to morize. For now, I try to learn about the rank 2 creatures since these are the ones, I am most likely to be asked about in a test. Considering that there are so many in that book and all.
As we are doing that one of the lumberjacks sees . He is the most talkative one and the one in charge of the daily operations.
"What are you reading? Ah, I guess you are talking a break as your donkey is the one looking at the book."
[So kind of beast encyclopedia.]
"From the tar's guild?"
[Yep.]
"So you are indeed a tar. I figured out that much with the wolf and the donkey."
[Sadly I'm not one yet. I'm working toward this, however.]
"Alright do tell if you want help studying."
[You know how to read?!]
"Hey, don't look down on just because I am a humble worker."
[Ah, no! I did not an it in this way. To be honest I don't really know this language. It would be helpful if you could read it for !]
"Of course! It would be my pleasure!"
Nice I got myself a helper! Andthe unicorn is glaring at him. I bring her aside for a second. Then we discuss about how if she wants to act like a donkey she can't be going around reading for . It would definitively blow up her cover. Well, it's a bit late for that anyway.
I'm expecting her to finally understand and just revert back to her unicorn form, but instead she stays that way and decides to go for a walk. Did I say sothing insensitive in unicorn culture right now? This is complicated.
I guess she'll tell if sothing is wrong. She would, right?!
Thus I keep studying. With this guy helping this ti.
There is sothing amazing I realize. Monster bestiary is all fun and gas when it remains fiction. You want to learn more about this amazing imaginary world, and you can't help yourself but devour anything related.
Except it kinda changes the ga when you are forced to learn all of it for a test. The agreeable becos a task. I swear I really wish I had a photographic mory right about now. Actually no that still wouldn't help since I can't read. I really wish I could rember everything I hear then?
Then again there could be downsides to that too. Could you imagine rembering all the insults and the gossip about yourself for your entire life? That sounds horrible.
Better take things day to day and leave the past behind.
After a long day of work, I can confidently and proudly declare that I know a good 10% of the book! Okay no, let's be real, less than that. I will probably have forgotten so parts of it by tomorrow. Rote morization is insane. For a guy that is used to look up most things on the internet, this feels so inefficient!
That's when I realize that Wolfie is still by my side, but that the unicorn is nowhere to be seen.
Where could she be? Did anything happen to her? She has been gone for a long ti now.
She is strong enough to protect herself. Then again unicorns are worth a fortune, aren't they?
What if so super strong specialized hunters managed to find her?
No, relax. Everything should be fine.
I look in the direction of the city worriedly.
What is that? Is that smoke?!
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