KIERAS POV:
If I had that damn stone I could stay at the inn like a normal person. Walking behind the building further back into the woods I find a hut of sorts, definitely abandoned by the looks of it. I make my way towards it and make sure no one has also made this place their personal get away.
Opening the door I see nothing but wood, bugs and leaves scattered across the floor, looking up I see a couple of gaping holes in the roof, hopefully it doesn't rain on my parade, I snort from my inner monologue. Maybe I should be a stand up comedian? Who would dare kill someone who tells such awful jokes, although they might kill me just to put them and myself out of my misery...... okay yeah comedy is out.
Walking around the perimeter of the hut I start to chant a cloaking spell to hide myself and the hut from watchful eyes, after that's done I place my hands on the ground and call upon the earth, energy flows right through me, like a human after eating taco bell. Whatever the hell that is. Though I've heard from various people that the humans often spend copious amounts of time on the toilet after eating it.
I start to push the energy back out and focus on the hut, huge roots sprout from the ground and make their way up the hut walls and flatten out, winding together on the roof to close up any holes and impurities.
Pushing a little more energy, the roots start to sprout beautiful emerald like leaves in hopes it acts like some kind of insolation. Once I'm done I stand up, thank the earth for its energy and walk around the hut to admire my work.
Yeah definitely scratch stand up comedy. Maybe interior/exterior designer?..... alright who the hell am I kidding. I walk into the hut, shutting the door, and start to unpack my bag.
Taking out my journal my coin purse and extra cloths I reach in and grab the last thing I've been craving, more than wolverines third leg.
There you are you sexy beauty, you slim thicc tease of a wine. " come to momma." Grabbing the cork and pulling it out with a loud pop I quickly bring the opening to my nose and smell. Fruity, sultry, with a hint of earthy scent, dear gods you're turning me on you wine minx you.I bring the opening to my mouth and take a helpful gulp. "ahhhh gods have mercy that's good" taking a few more sips I already start to feel the affects, I lay down on my bed of leaves and enjoy the high of the wine. Truly I have nothing to compare it to, but I've heard certain wines have different affects. Some make you feel as though you're flying, others heighten your senses making pleasure intensify as well as making you feel like you're in another world. One order for the horny wine please.
A while later I wake to the sound of my own snoring. How lady like Kiera. The sun is still out which is a good sign for me. Letting my senses go I make sure the cloaking spell is still active, when everything checks out I look around the hut and find the fae wine on the floor with the cork in.
Wow.... Even drunk me made sure nothing happened to my baby. Picking the wine up it still has a good amount left in it, so I walk to the corner of the hut and find a nice place to hide it.
Stretching my arms, I let out a groan and scoop up my coin purse to go out and get things I need. I make sure my own cloaking spell is active to hide my scent since I plan on being out in public, Ive obviously never been to this town and know nothing of its residents. BARF, I hate new towns.All of the shops should be opened by now. Opening the hut I walk my way back into town excited to restock. I figure I'd check out the blacksmith first here. Walking to the shop there isn't any doors, it's wide open with swords and knives of all kind hanging on display.
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Hidden Wonder
FantasyThis is book one of the hidden wonder series. Kiera is a 26 year old fae/vampire hybrid, the world is much different now than it was back then. where vampires, fae, and werewolves stayed hidden, especially the fae, those of pure fae blood or species...