Adam shuddered as he awoke, feeling the hot rays of the suhrough the window and onto his body. He sat up, looking to find Jurot on his bed, carving away at a block of wood.

  “You have finally awoken,” Jurot said.

  “Don’t tell me I’ve been out for days.”

  “No,” Jurot said.

  “Weeks?”

  “It is ter afternoon,” Jurot said.

  “The same day?”

  “Yes.”

  “Oh,” Adam said, a little disappointed. “I thought this was going to be the time I rest up for weeks to heal up everything because I did something cool…”

  Jurot stared at him for a moment before returning back to his wood. “You were hurt quite bad.”

  “Yeah.”

  “I didn’t realise making potions could almost kill you.”

  “No,” Adam said. “It wasn’t making potions that killed me, it was me being stupid.”

  Jurot nodded his head, uanding the se. “Will you tio be stupid?”

  “Probably.”

  “Even if it kills you?”

  “A man is free to do as he pleases as long as he doesn’t hurt others.”

  “Lanarot will be hurt if you die.”

  Adam’s eyes fell to Jurot’s face, who was staring at the wooden block. “So, you have found my weakness.”

  “It is well known to all of us,” he said.

  Adam side. “Sometimes, Jurot, you say the smartest things.”

  “Even a broken watch is right twice a day,” Jurot said.

  Adam smiled.

  Once he had filled his stomach with lunch, he caught Elowen staring at him, and she motioned with her head for him to follow.

  “Oh my,” Adam said, looking down at the tiny baby ed in thick cloth. Her skin was the colour of the o, with a pattern of silver around her entire face. There were small gills at her ned her fingers were slightly webbed, but otherwise she looked like a normal baby girl.

  She smiled, revealing her pointed, shark like teeth.

  ‘Okay, maybe not like a normal girl?’ Adam thought.

  She cooed and giggled as she stared up at him.

  “Who is this little adorable girl?” Adam asked, holding out his finger.

  The Princess grabbed his finger, her tiny hand gripping it tight. She noticed his pointed ears, and reached up at them with her webbed hands.

  “This is Princess Mina’tu’rea’wyz’wyl,” Elowen said.

  “ I just call her Princess Mina?” Adam asked, already fetting most of the name.

  Elowen bowed her head.

  “Are you feelier now my little Princess?” Adam asked. “Oh my, look at how lively and happy you are.”

  “She was uo act much due to her dition,” Elowen said, staring at the Princess. “The curse had made it so that she was uo move or speak for the entire year.”

  “How did she eat?” Adam asked.

  “She was able to e food once a month, and only when we were in absolute safety,” Elowen said.

  Adam frowned, before staring down at the girl, who was nibbling on his finger gently. “Who did this to her?”

  Elowen and Redboulder exged a gnce. “You’ve helped us so much, but we are uo tell you that. There are some private matters.”

  Adam nodded his head slowly. “Alright,” he said.

  “We ot thank you enough, Adam,” Elowen said. “I am unsure of how we are able to repay you.”

  “Hmm…” Adam thought for a long moment. “As long as Princess Mina grows up big and strong, then I suppose it’s fine.”

  Elowen wasn’t sure what Adam was doing. He had gone so far to help them, and he hadn’t revealed why. She artly afraid to ask, w if perhaps he was a being from above, and so decided against asking.

  “Did you hear that, little Princess? Make sure you grow up big and strong, okay? If they don’t feed you properly, I’ll e by and sort them out. If anyone bullies you, you e to me, and I’ll sort them out too.” Adam reached up to brush the thin hair oop of her head, which was dark and curly.

  Princess Mina smiled at him and squealed, trying to grab at him with her tiny hands.

  Adam, who had been half dead when he had fallen asleep the night before, was suddenly filled with a greater strength. Where as his body was still ag, his soul was pletely filled.

  ‘I hope Lanarot is doing fioo,’ Adam thought, thinking about his little sister. ‘It’s been too long.’

  “Aizaban, Lanban,” Adam called to the two Iyrmen once he returned back to the on room of the Adventurer’s Guild. “I need you two to tinue on with that party.”

  “Is this a part of your request?” Lanban asked.

  “Yes,” Adam said. “The first part is done, but they o safely arrive to where they o be.”

  Lanban nodded.

  “Yoal is to protect the child,” Adam whispered iongue. “Once she is safe with the Giants, then you return. If the Giants refuse to deal with them, then I’d ask y them back to the Iyr.”

  The pair stared at him. ‘Bring them back to the Iyr?’

  “Will they be Guests of the Rot family?” Aizaban asked iongue.

  Adam crossed his arms and stared at Aizaban, but remained silent. ‘Why did you have to ask su awkward question?’

  Adam wasn’t sure just how ied in the family he was, nor what he could do. Even if he could, should he?

  “Yes,” he finally said. ‘It might be awkward, but this is about a cursed Princess who wasn’t able to live a det life. Even if it’s awkward, I have to do at least that much.’

  Aizaban nodded her head. “We will do as you ask.”

  Eventually, Adam retired back to his room, where Jurot had finished a Dragon in wood.

  “Whoa,” he said, leaning in to check it out. “How are you so good at Wo?”

  “Practise,” Jurot said. “I have spent more than half my life Wo.”

  “That’s cool,” Adam said. “How old were you when you picked up wo?”

  “I was eight,” Jurot said. “All Iyrmen begin learning their trade from the ages betwee and ten.”

  “Why did you pick wo?”

  “I was giveioween pottery, wo, and brewing. I chose wo because it was something I could do while I was out adventuring.”

  “It’s also such a cool craft,” Adam said. “I mean, you get to create things with your own hands. You create so many useful things, and so many trio gift. What I do?”

  “You create potions and magical ons,” Jurot said, staring at Adam with his slightly narrowed eyes.

  “That’s not what I meant,” Adam said, turning slightly red in embarrassment. “Think about it. You carve wood and make so many toys for our little sister, but what I do? Make her a magical axe so she cut herself? Make her a potion which she’ll choke on? What’s the side effects of ing magical potions on little children? It’s not fair!”

  “You could create spell scrolls,” Jurot said.

  “So she Fire Bolt the air?”

  “Yes.”

  Adam blinked. “That’s like giving her a gun, Jurot.”

  Jurot stared at him expetly.

  “ht. There’s probably no guns in this world.”

  “What is a gun?”

  “Something which shouldn’t be introduced,” Adam said. “I won’t be the oo do it.”

  Jurot stared at him expetly.

  “Anyway…” Adam crossed his arms. “I guess I could scribe a spell scroll or two? It is quite expehough, and she ’t really use them right now.”

  Jurot nodded his head slowly.

  Adam fell into thought, thinking about he could do. ‘Should I learn how to tailor? Then I make her adorable dresses. Or maybe I could learn how to cook properly, and then I make her lots of delicious treats. Or I could…’

  “Adam?” Jurot called out.

  “Yes?”

  “Previously you told me that you did not like to kill,” he said.

  “I don’t.”

  “Why did you kill Vandra?”

  “Vandra?” Adam thought. “She’s a Dragon.”

  “Yes,” he said, staring at Adam expetly again.

  “I think, because she’s a Dragon and so much more powerful than us, and that she was trying to kill a bunch of people trying to save a little baby, it was fio kill her.” Adam recalled how maient creatures he had killed thus far. It hadn’t been many, though most of them had been full of evil like that thing’s progeny.

  “Okay,” Jurot said.

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  Adam stared at the temple within Jaghi. “This is a temple?”

  It wasn’t just big, e, it was unbelievably titanic. He had thought that it was rge, and that it would end a few feet into the mountain side, but it tinued deeper within.

  The temple was made of small white bricks in together inte dome, with windows made of colourful gss.

  There were ten statues outside, each of some kind of warrior, whiked oher side of the entrance, which was a rge wooden door made of bck wood.

  As he stepped inside, he saw just how deep the temple truly was, with a number of pilrs spaced evenly throughout, which assisted in keeping the ceiling up from crashing down ohousands of believers.

  Adam looked out to the end of the room, where the temple’s main room stopped, about five hueps away, only to have three exits which were covered by long strips of cloths people could move aside to ehe area.

  Adam gathered that the temple ran even deeper, through those cloths, as he didn’t note Sozain’s iography here, nor most of the Gods he knew about.

  There was the iography of the God of Crafts, Goddess of Stonewoddess of War, the Goddess of Life, and the Goddess of Bangraved into the stohin the room. There was a statue of each, one in each er, with the Goddess of Bance’s statue in the tre, where it acted like a pilr to keep the ceiling up.

  “Damn,” Adam whispered, causing a few passer bys to gre at him. “Sorry.”

  The Half Elf stepped further inside, feeling the raw magical energy which was seeped withiemple.

  He paused, shuddering.

  There were eyes of unseen beings weighing down on his shoulders.

  He approached oatue in particur, which was of a beautiful woman, who held onto a bde which had been pnted into the base of the statue. The bde was rge, and wasn’t made of stone, but was a real bde, made of a grey and red gem, one whily a Giant, or an Iyrman, could swing properly.

  In front of the statue was a dark skinned man, which most kept away from, praying quietly as he k before the statue.

  “Oof,” Adam gruaking a knee beside Dunes, before bowing his head before Arya’s statue. “It’s a shame they didn’t mao carve your likeness properly, but it’ll do.”

  Dunes fihe current prayer and opened an eye. “I didn’t expect to see you, Adam.”

  “Good,” Adam said. “It means I’m not easy to figure out. That means I surprise my enemies in battle.” Adam winked.

  Dunes smiled. “Have you e to pray to the good Lady?”

  “Lady Arya and Lady Eveil, yes,” Adam said. “I thought I should pay my respects to the pair, since I haven’t yet. Though, I don’t see Lord Sozain’s statue.”

  “His statue is further in,” Dunes said.

  “How deep does this temple go anyway?” Adam asked, looking towards the end of the room.

  “There are ahree rooms this rge further in,” Dunes said.

  Adam whistled. “Damn.”

  Dunes narrowed his eyes towards the cursing Half Elf.

  “Sorry.”

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