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"Ugh... you can really run fast..." Huffed Edric as his hands were on his knees. Holding himself up and trying to fight the bit of exhaustion from his body.

"As expected from a great and mighty overlord! Now let's get going underling!" [N] says with a raised voice, prepared to march into Bonesborough. How, he was stop by Edric.

"Now hold on just a second, you could get us arrested or end up burning some place down if you don't tone it down a bit." Edric tells [N] when he grapped the hood of the cloak the other boy was wearing.

"Urgh! How dare you tell your overlord what to do! You weakling witch!" [N] screamed angrily and freeing himself from Edric's grasp, "you're wasting time! Onwards!!"
As expected, [N] heads off running into Bonesborough. Edric grumbled under his breath when thinking he'd have to practically babysit the feral boy.

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"Okay, so just to let you know, witches aren't the only ones who live here, there are a bunch of other unique and different creatures as well." Edric explained as he walked through Bonesborough with [N].

However, [N] wasn't paying any attention to what Edric was saying and looked around while he occasionally sniffed at the air.

"Hey, are you even listening? Why are you also sniffing at the air?" Edric asked as he came to a stop with [N].

"I smell a very strong sweet scent... it's distracting..." [N] muttered and Edric sniffs at the air before furrowing his brows in confusion.

"I don't smell anything that swee-- hey!"

[N] immediately went running off and Edric chased after him.

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Both Edric and [N] found themselves at a food stand that was selling these tarts known as Amethyst drupe tart. [N] kept on sniffing at the tarts while intensely staring at them.

"Want me to get you a tart, or are you continue sniffing at them?" Edric queries [N].

"There's no need foolish witch! These so called 'tarts' are the source of the sickeningly sweet scent!" [N] alleged and takes a tart, crashing it and sniffing at the splattered purple filling from the tart.

"You can't just do that--"

"Hey! You're going to have to pay twenty-five snails for that!" Said the owner of the stand.

"What does he mean by us paying him snails, underling?" [N] asked and Edric groaned as he facepalmed.

"Don't worry about it, I'll deal with this." Edric says, but the [h/c] haired boy stops him.

"As if you can do anything, let a real overlord handle this fight!" Exclaimed [N].

"Fight? I just want you to pay up, not fight me." Said the stand owner and [N] scoffed.

"It seems you're not willing to come against an overlord such as myself! Now come on you lowly creature, fight me if you wish to not be dishonored!" [N] yelled before grabbing another tart and crushing it.

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In the end, [N] began a whole food fight with the tarts against the stand owner, which led to the assistant of the stand to try and call for Coven Scouts.

Edric was quick to grab [N] and run off with the boy before the Scouts showed up. The two teens are now hiding out in a random alleyway.
[N] now covered in bits of Amethyst drupe tart.

"Okay, if I'm being honest... that was actually  pretty funny and a lot of fun!" Edric gleefully grins, bubbling with excitement.

[N] smirks, saying, "Of course it was! Let's go find more land to conquer!"

"Hold up, we have to be a bit more careful now, we gotta watch out for Coven Scouts so we don't get arrested." Edric warned and [N] scowled.

"I could care less for these lowly beings known as 'Coven Scouts'. Come now underling, show me more of this place infested with witches!" [N] says as he grabbed Edric's arm and urged for him to continue exploring Bonesborough.

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