Omen: 1, 8

  “Papa,” Lanarot called, stomping her way to Adam, befrabbing his leg. She reached up with her arms.

  Adam picked her up, holdio his chest. “Did you miss me?” He kissed her forehead before allowio rest against his chest.

  Sonarot wondered if Adam had bee close to Lanarot on purpose, but seeing the way he curled the girl’s hair with a fihose thoughts quickly slipped away.

  Adam decided against w out that m, though he did take his little sister to bathe quickly, stopped by an Iyrman, only for him to fsh Elder Gold’s token which allowed him to bathe in peace.

  “It’s so hot, isn’t it?” Adam asked.

  Lanarot spshed the water iub, ughing wildly, spshing the water all around them.

  Adam smiled, looking back towards the ceiling. He wondered if his children would be raised in the Iyr like Lanarot. ‘No. I ’t do something like that.’ The thought had caused his stomach to ache slightly. ‘I’m already taking advantage of them.’

  He dried the girl off before carrying her back to the shared family estate, where breakfast was being cooked. The Kan family had grilled all manner of fish, meat, aables.

  Adam pced the girl down, before stepping away to sit with Jurot, but Lanarot cried out, reag for him. “What’s the matter?” Adam asked, letting her grab his finger. She tio groan, and made to cry, but Adam sat down beside her. “You silly girl.” His lips twitched into a smirk.

  Lanarot chewed on her fruit slowly, the juices of the fruit spilling down her and onto her bib. Adam ate the grilled meat, befng around the women, who were each quite pregnant.

  “I’ll help to cook,” Adam said.

  “You do not o,” Sonarot replied. She wasn’t sure the other Iyrmen would appreciate him cooking with them.

  “It’s at times like this you o leave it to us zy bones,” Adam said, simply. “I have enough time to cook in the m. I ent after, and then help Churot in the evening.”

  “You will ent and assist Churot?” Sonarot asked, not surprised, but worried.

  “Sure,” Adam replied. “It’s not like it’ll kill…” Adam narrowed his eyes. ‘Bell, that kill me?’

  [Yes.]

  Adam raised his brows. “Oh.”

  “What?”

  “Apparently, it…” He fell silent once more, feeling Sonarot’s pierg gaze against his eyes. “Nothing.”

  Sonarot sighed. She was gd she wasn’t pregnant, otherwise how would she be able to handle his stress.

  “Where’s Lady Shamia and Tariel?” Adam asked. “I haven’t seen them around sihen.”

  “They are to remain with other families,” Jurot replied.

  “Why?”

  “Too many people already know your secrets,” Jurot said. “It would be dangerous for them to know.”

  “Would it?”

  “Yes.”

  “Fair enough.”

  Lanarot spped Adam’s leg for his attention, and held up her empty cup to him. Adam filled it with some cool water, which she thirstily slurped, half of which fell across her bib and p.

  “Lanarot, are you drinking the water, or are you wearing it?” Adam asked.

  Spell: Tricks

  Adam cast his Tricks trick to try and the girl’s clothing, which caused her to look down at where the water had once been. She tio search, trying to find the wetness, but it was gone.

  “Silly girl.” Adam broke some bread for her, and offered it to her. She ate it from his fingers chewing slowly.

  “Cousin Adam,” Turot called. “Will you ent today?”

  “No, I’m not feeling very lucky.”

  “ we py Warriors and Wanderers, please?”

  “Sure,” Adam said, smiling. “We still o save our panions, don’t we?”

  “Yes!”

  Adam prepared the game for the children, though he had done so outside. The adult Iyrmen were watg and listening, though only subtly. They would each look after Lanarot too, who was enjoyiime with her aunts.

  “I, Taygak,” Taygak decred, rolling her dice, though she had unfortunately missed her blow against the manticore.

  Saygak mao spread fme all across the manticores with his spell, befak, who had taken a particur type of Fighter, mao critically hit.

  “Ooh!” Raygak gasped, rolling a true strike against the creature. He picked up another die to roll it.

  “Raygak, what are you doing to my preonsters?” Adam asked. “You’re doing too much damage! It is nht, nht!”

  Raygak snorted pridefully at Adam, a smug smile on his face.

  Adam checked the hit points of the creature, noting the boy had missed by a single point. “Raygak, your sword pierces through this creature, and it lets out a terrible cry. When it falls silent, you find that the blood sticks to your sword.”

  “I wipe it off,” Raygak said.

  “It does not wipe off, but instead, the blood covers your entire bde, and o does, it seeps into the bde.”

  Raygak looked at Adam, his brows furrowed in fusion. “It does not wipe off?”

  “Raygak, it is now a magical sword with a basius.”

  The children gasped.

  “Bloodsword?” Taygak asked.

  Adam tore a sheet in half, and once more, before quickly writing up the statistics of the on. “Here you are.”

  “Bloodsword,” Raygak whispered. “I have it? Really?”

  “Of course,” Adam replied. “You draw the sword on the back.”

  “Okay,” Raygak said, brimming with such a radiant smile, Adam had to gnce aside.

  ‘Truly, my Cousins are the cutest.’

  “Taygak py?” Taygak asked tak, as though it were a real bde.

  “Well first, we have two more manticores to kill, so let’s have the Kans go ,” Adam said.

  Damokan and Kalokan both rolled, but only Kalokan had mao hit with her greatsword, cutting a manticore lightly with her bde.

  “Katool, Turot, what do you two do?” Adam asked.

  Katool looked down at the name of the spell. “Deathhand?”

  “Go ahead,” Adam said, allowing the girl to roll, as Turot waited.

  Katool rolled her die.

  10.

  She ted the o add to her roll. “Thirteen?”

  “Yood at magic aren’t you? You o add this number?”

  “Twelve?”

  “Twelve add three,” Adam said, smiling at her.

  She used her hands, but realised she didn’t have enough fingers. Turot held up his fingers, and she ted them, before adding five. “Fifteen.”

  “Well done,” Adam said, after waiting a long moment to allow her to t. “Fifteen is good.”

  Katool made an explosion sound as she rolled her dice, rolling to damage.

  “Oooh that’s six damage, well done,” Adam said. “You touch the manticore and it cries in pain because you pu with your Deathhand.”

  Katool threw out a fist. “I kill!”

  “Not quite,” Adam chuckled. “So close!”

  Turot then began his own roll. "Nine and…” Turot paused. He held out five fingers, and ted from nine, before toug each finger. “Fourteen.”

  “Well done,” Adam replied with a nod of his head, all the while Mirot listened ily, w how Turot had mao get so good with maths.

  “Turot, you mao cut this manticore down, and seeing that its panions have fallen, the other manticore begins to fly away.”

  “No!” the Iyrchildren cried.

  “Do you have anything to stop it?” Adam asked.

  Taygak looked at her sheet. “Javelin!”

  “I have javelins toak said, and the others firmed.

  “Fme Bolt,” Saygak said.

  “Punch?” Katool asked.

  “Do you have any spells with a cirext to them? Remember, circle is ranged.”

  Katool looked at her sheet. “Guiding Bolt?”

  “Yeah, Guiding Bolt works. If you want to Guiding Bolt first, it could make it easier for the others to attack,” Adam offered.

  “Okay!”

  Unfortunately, the girl had missed, causio gasp and groan. “No!”

  “It’s okay, sometimes you miss, but send yood luck to everyone else, okay?” Adam asked, pg his fingers against the sides of his head. Katool followed suit, narrowing her eyes as she tried to send good luck to the others.

  “With javelins raining down, and beams of magic shooting out, somehow the mantiao fly away,” Adam said, noting that only Kalokan had mao roll above a 10 on her die.

  “No!” Katool cried.

  “You still killed two and you get the full XP from each manticore, and nak has his Bloodsword,” Adam said. “So you begin to cut the manticores up, and Katool, you are best at that.”

  “Where?” Taygak asked.

  “Where is it flying?” Adam asked.

  Taygak nodded.

  “It’s flying north, to the mountains.”

  Taygak wrote down the words. “We go kill, okay?”

  “Do you want to kill it, or do you want to follow the bandits west?” Adam asked. “Remember, you still o find aunt Sonarot and cousin Jurot.”

  Taygak huffed at the choice.

  “We kill manticores for more magic swords,” Raygak said.

  “Save family,” Taygak said.

  “We kill the manticores ter?” Saygak asked.

  “You know where it went, and maybe after you save aunt Sonarot and cousin Jurot, you probably try to find it.” Adam smiled. “If you roll well.”

  “No good rolling,” Katool said, sighing.

  “What do you mean? You did so well, Katool,” Adam said. “Remember? You pu so hard and almost killed it.”

  “Okay,” Taygak said. “We save.”

  Turot puffed up his chest. “Let’s go save aunt and cousin!”

  “You don’t want to butcher the manticore?” Adam offered.

  “It will take too long,” Turot said.

  “No butcher?” Katool asked, ready to roll her die.

  “We must save them first,” Turot said.

  “Okay,” Katool said, slightly disappointed.

  “You at least cut off the fangs of the creatures really quickly, or maybe tear off some spikes,” Adam offered. “Then you have to run.”

  “Okay!” Katool rolled.

  12.

  “That’s good enough, you mao grab some fangs and spikes, and you quickly follow the tracks of the bandits to the west. ime you’ll get to their fort and maybe you talk to them, ht them, for aunt Sonarot and cousin Jurot.”

  “Okay.”

  Raygak held his card in front of him, staring at the statistics of his Bloodsword. He quickly stood up, rushing off, but stopped. “Thank you, Cousin Adam,” the boy said, before rushing off to go draw the on.

  “Thank you, Cousin Adam,” the children all said.

  “Any time,” Adam replied, a smile on his face. Pying Warriors and Wanderers with the children filled his heart with a ess. ‘Yeah. This is the life.’

  “You have given Raygak the Bloodsword?” Lavgak asked.

  “I gave him a Bloodsword,” Adam replied, fused.

  “You know what it does?”

  “It’s a basic on,” Adam replied. “I just made it sound fancy so he thinks it’s cooler than it actually is.”

  “The Bloodsword is not a basic on.”

  Adam furrowed his brows in fusion. “Wait. Are you tellihere’s a real Bloodsword?”

  “Yes,” Lavgak replied. “Is that not why you gave it to him?”

  “No,” Adam replied. “I just made it up.” He had created the Bloodsword to give him a reason for the young Raygak to kill the manticore and gain a magical on.

  Lavgak smiled. “You must teach me how to py this game.”

  “You want to py?” Adam asked, staring up at the Devilkin woman who was Jaygak’s mother.

  “It seems fun.”

  “It is,” Adam said, smiling. ‘Now it’s time to seduce my Aunts.’ He winced.

  “What is the matter?” Lavgak asked. “You do not wish to.”

  “It’s okay, I , and I will,” Adam said, quickly. “I o go help Churot.” Adam quickly retreated. ‘I ’t use that word when it es to my heavily pregnant Aunts.’ He shuddered, feeling so dirty.

  He stopped. ‘Damn. I didn’t eveo say goodbye to Lanababy.’

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