An unexspected deal

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"I'll give you 20 metal peices for that lovely bracelet there mr!"

Damien had been trying to get hold of his bracelet for weeks on end, he would pester and pester for it. It was especilly annoying when he was starving or was desprate for a drink.  This was the basic life for Neutral, those classed as worthless and useless because of there lack of talent or helth issues.

However it was better than some of the other issues going on in the other element realms. The woodlandians had the issues with the flu at the moment, The Firetarians had the issue of not enough money being printed for that sector. The waterfest had a major drug dealing problem and the airys, well they were becoming more and more short tempered everyday thanks to the master system taking control of there weather systems.

"How about I pay you... 3 metals and 2 bolts for that bottle of water and at loaf of bread?" He retuned Damiens request.

"No way! This water took hours to puryfi! I need at least 4 metals for both items!" He complained.

Lyric rolled his eyes. "Fine deal, your a little rip off, you know that!"

They swapped over the goods and Lyric set off once again to the place he was aiming to go to anyway. The caves were an abandoned mine with little stone funiture scattered around it created from the Equal era humans year ago.

But suddenly his path was stopped again. 

Shush. Warned the stange old man as he dragged Lyric towards a back ally by his hood.

"I-I-If you w-want my s-tuff.... You'll have to kill me first!" he yelled out failing his fists about trying to hit the man but always missing.

"No need to kill you just yet," he laughted "I need to give you something."

He sat Lyric down upon the concreate floor and started going threw his small bag chucking out tiny bit and bobs ignoring yrics complaints.

The old man shoved a book into Lyrics bag and sweped away the mess, before disappearing.

He looked around slightly confused and disoriantated looking down at the spine of the book he had been given before sighing.

The book was in Modern English, instead of the standered Element Age English.


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