It was instinctual. The black metal pot flew through the air even before the creature finished speaking.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat the<\/em>\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n Before the creature was struck by the flying pot, it made a very uncharacteristic, very Human, very surprised<\/em> sound. After it was struck by the pot, it didn\u2019t make any sounds at all.<\/p>\n The image of the gigantic, skeletal creature wreathed in slime and darkness vanished in an instant. Erin stared as the much more normal figure of an unconscious young man dressed in grey robes appeared on the ground. He was unconscious and already had a big bruise forming on his forehead. She stared at him. She stared at his dirty robes and the flicker of light on the tips of his fingers as the illusion faded.<\/p>\n \u201c\u2026Huh.\u201d<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n \u2014\u2014<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n The young man was dreaming. Maybe he was dreaming of something nice. Maybe he was reflecting on his life so far and how it had led him here, or his past mistakes. Either way, the bucket of water woke him up.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat\u2014who dares\u2014?\u201d<\/p>\n The young man sat up, rubbing his head. Erin stared at him. He didn\u2019t seem very mage-like. Or that impressive, for that matter. He had pale skin, brown, unkempt hair, all unwashed and fairly filthy. His fluttering eyes were grey-green, but when they focused, they were sharp as they flickered around and then looked up at her.\u00a0<\/p>\n He actually didn\u2019t look that bad, although he certainly looked thinner than strictly necessary. What was most off-putting was his smell. A rancid odor that contrived to combine personal body odor with a foul sewer stench. Actually, that smell was probably his clothes, which didn\u2019t look like they\u2019d been washed. Ever.<\/p>\n The mage stared up at Erin and blinked. She stared back.<\/p>\n \u201cSo. You\u2019re gonna hurt me if I don\u2019t give you food, huh?\u201d<\/p>\n Erin stood up and cracked her knuckles. It really hurt, but she tried not to let it show. The young man raised one finger and pointed at her. It was only slightly trembling.<\/p>\n \u201cYou struck me? Me?<\/em> How dare you! I will have you know I am a mage of great power, and I will not be\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n The mage cut off quickly as Erin lifted the cast-iron pot up with one hand.<\/p>\n \u201cThis. This is a pan.\u201d<\/p>\n Erin waved the metal pot in front of the young man\u2019s head. She saw him glance at it and then colored when she realized her mistake.<\/p>\n \u201cIn fact, good Mistress, that is in point of reality\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIf I say it\u2019s a pan, it\u2019s a pan. The important part is that I\u2019ll hit you with it if you try anything.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh really?\u201d<\/p>\n The mage sneered at her. Erin took offense to his tone instantly. His voice sounded sort of educated, precisely enunciating each word, but it was acerbic. Sneering was the default mode to his voice. The young man\u2019s gaze darted about, first to Erin, then around. He eyed her pot, but then he lifted one hand. Erin recoiled as the young man\u2019s gaze seemed to brighten. She felt something change and panicked.<\/p>\n \u201cHey, stop that!\u201d<\/p>\n He ignored her and mumbled something. At once, he vanished. He was gone! A booming echo reverberated throughout the room, wrathful.<\/p>\n \u201cBehold my p\u2014<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n Erin swung her pot in the space where the mage had vanished.<\/p>\n Clong.<\/em><\/p>\n \u201cOw!\u201d<\/p>\n The mage reappeared, clutching at the side of his face. Erin raised her pot again, and he raised his hands defensively.<\/p>\n \u201cTry that again and I\u2019ll hit you harder.\u201d<\/p>\n He shielded his face, backing up, but he stumbled on his robe and nearly fell down. He was most likely dazed from two blows to the head, so he raised his hands and sniffed loudly. Despite his situation, he adopted a lecturing, superior tone as he lifted a finger.<\/p>\n \u201cNow look here, there\u2019s no need for violence, Miss. I can see that you are no ordinary plebian fool but an extraordinary<\/em> plebian. Believe me when I say that is a high compliment from a practitioner of the arcane such as I.\u201d<\/p>\n Erin glared.<\/p>\n \u201cI know what plebian means.\u201d<\/p>\n His mouth opened, and the young man\u2019s supercilious expression turned to worry.<\/p>\n \u201cAh.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOne more insult or stupid little invisibility spell and I\u2019ll break something.\u201d<\/p>\n The mage looked surprised.<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2014you could tell it was an invisibility spell?\u201d<\/p>\n Erin rolled her eyes.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat else could it be? I\u2019ve played D&D.\u201d<\/p>\n The mage blinked at her. Then he muttered to himself in a not-quite whisper.<\/p>\n \u201cHow astute. She\u2019s quite intelligent for an [Innkeeper].\u201d<\/p>\n Erin glared. He coughed and avoided her gaze.<\/p>\n \u201cAhem. Well, I shall be going. I am\u2014terribly sorry for all that. It was just, ah\u2014a spell which I\u2014desperate times make fools of us all. And clearly, not you. Which is why I shall depart and not trouble you again.\u201d<\/p>\n He made a show of standing up and brushing down his robes. Quite a lot of dirt and grime fell to the inn\u2019s floor. Erin stared at it and glared at him harder. He swept her a deep bow and gave her a charming smile. Or what he probably thought was one. The young man reached into his robes, and she lifted the pot, but he held up his other hand hurriedly.<\/p>\n \u201cMy apologies, good [Innkeeper], for all these misunderstandings. Please accept this recompense for your wasted time.\u201d<\/p>\n He reached into the pocket of his robes and produced a few bronze coins. He made to offer them to Erin, but when she made no move, he placed them on the table.<\/p>\n \u201cSo. You\u2019re paying me for trying to scare me and steal food?\u201d<\/p>\n The mage gave her a winning smile. It did nothing to wipe away Erin\u2019s scowl.<\/p>\n \u201cHarshly put, good Mistress. But yes, I would like to make amends. Let us be quits with no further unpleasantness! Or violence. And I am sure this payment is quite acceptable, is it not?\u201d<\/p>\n Erin stared at the four bronze circles, which he grandly placed next to the bronze coins. She glanced up at his face. He looked entirely reasonable, even apologetic. Her<\/em> face was impassive and betrayed no emotion whatsoever.<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019re sweating.\u201d<\/p>\n He began dabbing at his forehead with his robe.<\/p>\n \u201cAm I? Terribly sorry. Let me just, ah\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Three more coins appeared in the palm of his hand with a flick of the wrist. It looked like a sleight-of-hand trick. A pretty bad one, at that. Erin stared at the seven coins. Not one was silver. Hadn\u2019t Relc given her two silver coins for a meal? She changed her grip on her pot for more striking power.<\/p>\n \u201cSome people don\u2019t like being threatened by a giant skeletal monster from hell.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI-I see?\u201d<\/p>\n The number of coins on the table didn\u2019t change. Erin stared at him.<\/p>\n \u201cSome people would take violent <\/em>offense to being scammed.\u201d<\/p>\n The young man blinked once.<\/p>\n \u201cAh, this is understandable. But may I remind you that traditionally those who practice magic are beings of great power that should not be crossed?\u201d<\/p>\n Erin wanted to fold her arms, but she kept the pot raised.<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, and they have fragile bones. I\u2019m sure mages are really scary when they\u2019re far away, but wands aren\u2019t good at blocking frying\u2026pots.\u201d<\/p>\n The mage licked his lips, but his face remained calm.<\/p>\n \u201cFair point. Let me just amend my fee.\u201d<\/p>\n A silver coin appeared in the palm of his hand. Erin narrowed her eyes and said nothing. Another silver coin appeared, and then a third.<\/p>\n She crossed her arms.<\/p>\n Three more silver coins joined the small pile. The mage was definitely sweating now.<\/p>\n \u201cI, uh, hope this is sufficient, good Mistress. I am of course willing to pay any dues to\u2014to make amends, but I\u2019m slightly low on coin at the moment.\u201d<\/p>\n Erin kept staring.<\/p>\n Very reluctantly, he reached into the belt at his side. He pulled out a gold coin and held it up.<\/p>\n \u201cWould, ah, this<\/em> do?\u201d<\/p>\n Erin relented a tiny bit. She picked up the coins in his hand without taking the gold coin. She thought she heard him sigh in relief, but his face remained impassive. He was still sweating. She eyed him and nodded to the table.<\/p>\n \u201cYou know, I just wanted to see what would happen if I kept on staring at you.\u201d<\/p>\n He tried to hide it, but his eyes widened a moment in what might have been shock or outrage. The young man sniffed and then coughed into one sleeve.<\/p>\n \u201cAh. Of course. Well, as a practitioner of the mystic arts, I feel it is always wise to be\u2026generous.\u201d<\/p>\n Erin\u2019s face told him how much she believed that. She frowned at the coins she\u2019d taken.<\/p>\n \u201cIt would certainly save time. And you know if you paid for everything, you wouldn\u2019t have to try to scare people to get what you want.\u201d<\/p>\n Another sniff, as if she were speaking nonsense. He flicked his fingers dismissively.<\/p>\n \u201cAh, but money is so\u2026mundane. Where would the enjoyment in life be without variety?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cUh huh. And you provide that by threatening people with illusions?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOnly on occasion. And I quite understand your irate feelings. However, since I believe all is settled, I shall just\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n He edged away from her and towards the door. Along the way, his stomach rumbled and his ears turned red, but he kept walking. Erin sighed and came to a rapid decision.<\/p>\n \u201cWhere are you going?\u201d<\/p>\n His shoulders hunched, and Erin saw his hand tighten on the door handle.<\/p>\n \u201cWell, if you have no further need of me\u2026I did<\/em> pay for my misdeeds, after all. Rather handsomely, I might add, given that no harm was actually done except to my person. So I won\u2019t intrude any fu\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCome back here and I\u2019ll feed you.\u201d<\/p>\n He turned around and blinked at her. Erin was already going into the kitchen for a plate and cups.<\/p>\n \u201cHere. Blue juice and some blue fruit. I\u2019ve also got pasta, but I need to warm that up first.\u201d<\/p>\n Erin set the cup and plate down and added three blue fruits on top of it. She expected the mage to dig in immediately or make a snarky comment, but he just turned pale.<\/p>\n \u201cAh. Am I supposed to eat this?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah. It\u2019s food.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd I suppose if I don\u2019t, you hit me with that pot, correct?\u201d<\/p>\n He eyed her warily. Erin eyed him back.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat<\/em> are you talking about? I\u2019m giving you food. Are you allergic to the color blue or something?\u201d<\/p>\n Once again, the face of her guest seemed caught between wanting to say something and wanting to bolt. He pointed gingerly to the blue fruit.<\/p>\n \u201cAre you aware that, ah, this fruit is poisonous?\u201d<\/p>\n Erin paused, the blue fruit halfway to her lips.<\/p>\n \u201cPoisonous?\u201d<\/p>\n He smiled at her, his face a shade paler than before.<\/p>\n \u201cHighly. The core of the Amentus Fruit causes painful death within hours if eaten. While the outer rind is safe for consumption, the inner seeds are toxic. You are aware of this, right?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cUm. I am now? I mean, I figured that out earlier. These ones are good. I\u2019ve checked them.\u201d<\/p>\n The look he gave her said that he didn\u2019t believe her. The look she<\/em> gave him<\/em> told him that he could eat her food and she didn\u2019t really care if he was poisoned or not. He gulped.<\/p>\n \u201cI see.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201c\u2026Want one?\u201d<\/p>\n The mage eyed the blue fruit apprehensively.<\/p>\n \u201cDo I have the option to refuse?\u201d<\/p>\n Erin sighed.<\/p>\n \u201cLook, it\u2019s safe. I\u2019ve eaten tons of them. Just eat around the core and you\u2019ll be fine, okay? I figured out how to check for good ones. See?\u201d<\/p>\n His was very ripe, non-mushy, and when Erin took a bite to show him, she was sure it wasn\u2019t contaminated. Still, her odd guest made no move towards the plate. He steepled his fingers and gave her a genuinely fake smile.<\/p>\n \u201cShall we just say I accept your word? I wouldn\u2019t dare question your authority on the subject, good Mistress, it\u2019s just that\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh come on.<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n Erin stomped into the kitchen and grabbed a knife. The mage flinched when she reappeared with it, but she grabbed one of the fruits and began cutting the outer shell of fruit away. She left the seed core on the counter and shoved the diced fruit into a plate. Two more fruits went the same way before she plonked<\/em> the plate down in front of him.\u00a0<\/p>\n The seed cores were perfectly intact, too. Whereas the bad ones she\u2019d found had shown hairline cracks when she\u2019d explored the insides. That little Goblin was on to something.<\/p>\n \u201cHere. Totally non-poisonous food ready to be eaten. Happy?\u201d<\/p>\n She glared at him. He gingerly picked up a slice of blue fruit and regarded it apprehensively. He looked ready to refuse, but then both he and Erin heard a loud sound.<\/p>\n It was a growling beast that almost made Erin look for a monster\u2014until she realized it was his stomach. The young man turned beet red, and Erin almost laughed at him. He hesitated, then the fresh food in front of him seemed to do in his last resolve.<\/p>\n \u201cI suppose the toxicity would be acceptable if it were just the fruit. Well then.\u201d<\/p>\n Gingerly, he bit into the fruit and chewed. After a few seconds, he swallowed and took another bite. His eyes widened, and he began chewing vigorously.\u00a0<\/p>\n In under a minute, the plate was empty and he was wiping the blue dribbles off his mouth with a corner of his robe.<\/p>\n Erin set down a plate of steaming pasta in front of him.<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019re hungry, aren\u2019t you? Well, eat this.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMy thanks.\u201d<\/p>\n And it even sounded like genuine thanks. Erin guessed he had been fairly hungry. Actually, now that she looked closer, his robes did seem to hang rather thin on his frame. And if you factored in the dirtiness and general smell he was now giving off, she guessed he was in pretty rough shape.<\/p>\n Still, he ate with all the vigor and energy of two men, so she supposed he was still okay. And once she\u2019d refilled his plate, he slowed down. After a while, he stopped, probably to let his stomach expand, and regarded her.<\/p>\n \u201cSo, if I might inquire, what is a delicate flower of effervescence doing in such a locale?\u201d<\/p>\n Erin glared at him.<\/p>\n \u201cAre you trying<\/em> to sound impressive or do you actually talk like that?\u201d<\/p>\n He drew himself upright and looked indignant.<\/p>\n \u201cHow rude. My advanced lexicon and diction is merely a result of my education, not a fa\u00e7ade that\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cStop it. You sound like an idiot.\u201d<\/p>\n His eyes narrowed, but Erin\u2019s glare out-glared his own. He snapped back testily.<\/p>\n \u201cFine. I suppose there\u2019s no use attempting to impress anyone who actually has the rudiments of an education. But my question remains: what\u2019s a young g\u2014woman <\/em>like you doing out here alone?\u201d<\/p>\n His voice was no less haughty and condescending than before, but at least he wasn\u2019t dropping seven-letter word scores every other sentence. Erin decided that was worth a few more seconds of forbearance. That didn\u2019t mean she had to be polite, though.<\/p>\n \u201cI got lost.\u201d<\/p>\n He raised an eyebrow.<\/p>\n \u201cLost? It takes quite some skill to wander this far into the Floodplains. Or are you a local? I very much doubt you are, though.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cFloodplains? What are you talking about?\u201d<\/p>\n The mage waved a hand around lazily.<\/p>\n \u201cThis area is known as the Floodplains of Liscor. It\u2019s because of a lovely natural phenomenon of the geography and\u2014but you aren\u2019t from here, if you don\u2019t know about this area. But I would have guessed as much since you are Human. As far as I can tell.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI am completely, 100% Human, thanks. And why does that make a difference?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe locals don\u2019t like Humans that much. Which is a fact anyone in a hundred miles would know. This is the border to the Drake lands to the south. But you\u2026didn\u2019t know that, did you?\u201d<\/p>\n He gulped down a few more noodles while watching her. Erin\u2019s mouth opened, and he frowned at her.<\/p>\n \u201cYou truly didn\u2019t? Well, well. A traveller who doesn\u2019t know anything about where she is\u2026teleportation spell? Amnesia magic?\u201d<\/p>\n Erin blinked at him.<\/p>\n \u201cHow\u2019d you guess? Actually, you\u2019re only half-right, but how\u2019d you guess?\u201d<\/p>\n He shrugged.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s common. Well, not common exactly, but it\u2019s the only explanation I can think of. Back in the Academy\u2026it was not an unheard of phenomenon. I suppose you could have also been carried off by one of the local avian species, but they tend to drop their prey and chew their bones.\u201d<\/p>\n Erin shuddered.<\/p>\n \u201cThey grow that big? No; don\u2019t tell me. I don\u2019t want to know. But you\u2019re right. It was a teleportation spell. Or something. It didn\u2019t feel like a spell, but\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd you\u2019re an expert on [Teleportation] spells? I see.\u201d<\/p>\n This time, the sneer in his tone was a bit too pronounced. Erin\u2019s hand twitched towards the pot.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m not. But I\u2019ll just bet those kinds of spells make a flash of light or a weird sound, right?\u201d<\/p>\n He looked reluctant.<\/p>\n \u201c\u2026Perhaps.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd anyways, I didn\u2019t see any idiot in robes waving a wand around and shouting \u2018abracadabra\u2019. And there aren\u2019t wizards where I\u2014I mean, I\u2019m sure it wasn\u2019t a\u2026I just turned the corner and here I was.\u201d<\/p>\n Erin trailed off, but the mage\u2019s eyes were suddenly filled with interest. He leaned forwards in his chair.<\/p>\n \u201cReally? You just turned a corner and you were in a completely different place?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah. It\u2019s been fun and games ever since.\u201d<\/p>\n He sat back.<\/p>\n \u201cFascinating. That has to be a very high-level phenomenon or artifact. Seamless teleportation without any visual cues and even sensation at that range? Not even our Archmages could\u2026fascinating indeed.<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cFascinating as in \u2018I know what spell that was?\u2019\u201d<\/p>\n The mage caught himself and looked up. He hesitated, then shook his head.<\/p>\n \u201cNo, no. I have no clue what kind of magic would be capable of that, if any. That sounds like a spell which\u2014well, suffice it to say I know of only a few living mages who might even attempt<\/em> such a feat. But if you were the target, it still makes no sense. Why would anyone waste such a powerful spell on someone as mundane as\u2026as\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMe?\u201d<\/p>\n He avoided her gaze and wiped his mouth on his sleeve, which arguably made his mouth dirtier.<\/p>\n \u201cYes, well. I see you\u2019ve established yourself quite nicely. This is\u2014is quite a lovely establishment you\u2019ve founded. Very quaint.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s not mine. I just found it and somehow became an [Innkeeper] by cleaning up around here.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIndeed. That is quite often the case. However, you seem to have taken to it well. This area is inhospitable to most Humans.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThanks, I guess. But if it\u2019s so lousy\u2014and it is, I totally know\u2014why are you<\/em> here?\u201d<\/p>\n He blinked at her.<\/p>\n \u201cMe?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, you. I told you why I\u2019m here. What\u2019s a raggedy mage doing scaring people for food?\u201d<\/p>\n He swept his robes around himself defensively.<\/p>\n \u201cMy physical appearance has nothing to do with\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cJust answer the question.\u201d<\/p>\n He looked uncomfortable.<\/p>\n \u201cI, ah, came here to expand my horizons. This part of the continent\u2014well, the local collection of city-states are quite hospitable to those people trying to avoid undue attention. Besides, food is plentiful if one has certain skills.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cLike pretending to be a horrible monster?\u201d<\/p>\n The young man was having a real problem looking anywhere near Erin. He flushed slightly and twiddled his thumbs together, then cleaned his plate with a fork.<\/p>\n \u201cOne does what one must to survive.\u201d<\/p>\n She looked at him.<\/p>\n \u201cI suppose one does. Does it make you feel good, stealing from innocent people?\u201d<\/p>\n Her words turned his face bright red. He set down his fork and pushed his empty plate back. The mage looked up at Erin, and his eyes focused with sudden anger.<\/p>\n \u201cYou would not be so quick to judge if you knew more about the people you\u2019re defending. Especially this<\/em> city.\u201d<\/p>\n The young woman hesitated only a second, but then put her hands on her hips.<\/p>\n \u201cMaybe not. But then again, the only two I\u2019ve met were quite polite, paid for their meal, and didn\u2019t try to threaten me when I first met them. Whereas the first Human I met was you.\u201d<\/p>\n Again, Erin and her guest locked eyes. This time, he broke away first. He got to his feet with a swirl of his robes.<\/p>\n \u201cI see I\u2019ve overstayed my welcome. Well, your meal was quite adequate, good Mistress. Please accept my heartfelt gratitude.\u201d<\/p>\n He probably meant to stalk away, but Erin barred his path.<\/p>\n \u201cHere.\u201d<\/p>\n She offered him two blue fruits. He hesitated.<\/p>\n \u201cTake them. You look thin, and maybe if you eat them you\u2019ll stop bothering other people. Thank you for your business. Come by again and I\u2019ll feed you. Try to scare me and I\u2019ll hit you harder next time.\u201d<\/p>\n He blinked at her, but accepted the fruits anyways.<\/p>\n \u201cUm. Thank you.\u201d<\/p>\n They stood there awkwardly for a moment.<\/p>\n \u201cIt occurs to me that I never asked your name.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMe? Oh, I\u2019m Erin. Erin Solstice. And you are?\u201d<\/p>\n The mage took a step back and gave her an elegant bow. Erin stared at the blue stain on the sleeve of his robe.<\/p>\n \u201cPisces, practitioner of magic, student of Wistram Academy, specialized in the Elementalist and Illusionary schools of magic with additional competencies in multiple spell schools.\u201d<\/p>\n Erin raised an eyebrow.<\/p>\n \u201cGood for you. Got a hobby?\u201d<\/p>\n He hesitated and put one hand on the doorknob. The mage gave Erin a long look and murmured.<\/p>\n \u201c\u2026Necromancy.\u201d<\/p>\n He closed the door as Erin stared.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Previous Chapter<\/a> Next Chapter<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" It was instinctual. 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