„You have this curse too? That's awesome!"
The three were still on the roof, with Brynjolf and Fenrock still whining in frustration. Well, what are they going to do now..
„I wouldn't exactly call it awesome, but yes. And it also means, that we won't kill you." Brynjolf replied.
„This must be quite a lucky day for you, then." Fenrock added.
„I guess so.." Bella agreed, „But what about Rhaul Narjik?"
„There are two paths that one can go, either you face the danger and stand strong or you run like a coward, hoping that no one will pursue you." Fenrock replied.
„Oh, I get it!" Bella said, „You're saying, that we have to fight him with all of our might and that we can't run from our responsibilites! You're actually really wise, Fenrock."
Fenrock looked at her with an irritated look, „..No? Of course we won't fight."
„What."
„Woman. Did you see his companions? He has too many friends with too many weapons, battering with him would be suicide." Fenrock explained.
„Well, I got around quite well. No one's ever attempted to kill me so far." Bella replied.
Brynjolf and Fenrock both looked at her with an arched eyebrow.
„Touché.."
„Don't worry, I've already got a plan." Fenrock said.
„Oh yeah? Let's hear it then." The two said.
A smug grin spread on his face, „All it takes is a bit of cheating and luck.."
The next day...
Fenrock and Brynjolf were to meet with their quest giver near the royal palace in the afternoon. When they arrived, Rhaul Narjik was already awaiting them, accompanied by three very big, very strong-looking, very armed goons.
„Ah, the two assassins have returned! How'd it go?" Rhaul Narjik asked.
„Oh, you know how it is," Brynjolf replied.
„Blood, sand, booze, a typical visit to Muinn Dir." Fenrock added.
Brynjolf made a quick irritated look towards him, „... Anyway, the mission was a success and we've got the blood to prove it."
Fenrock took the vials filled with the blood off his belt and handed them one of the goons. Three vials.
„Only three? What about number four?" the Felynian asked.
„What do you mean, number four?" Brynjolf asked.
„There were four names on the list, I'm most certain of it!" Rhaul Narjik protested.
„No, not that I'd recall." said Fenrock.
„There were, I've got an exact copy of the list with me!" he then took it out and handed it Brynjolf, who put his right hand on his forehead, hiding his eyes in a short moment before looking at the list, „No, sorry, I see three names." he said.
„What?!" Narjik shouted, „Let me see!"
On the list were the same names as before,
Thommen Jora
Gandril Ebonwood
Marcurius Vernisus
„I count three." Fenrock mentioned.
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Tales of Avanturia 1
FantasyFenrock, a lone wanderer is looking for his kin. People, that bear the curse of the Blood Rose. On their journey they fight various monsters and save the world. You know, that kind of stuff. *One of my first works. I'm currently working on the secon...