No Storm Lasts Forever, a DND inspired story, by Allan Concillado

Chapter Two: The Goblin Horde, Part Four

The party found another hole in a cave that split into two ways. They decided to camp at the fork in the cave and started a fire. They laid Ledias on the ground and covered her in a blanket. "What happened to her?" Phil wondered. The elite soldier crouched by Phil.

"I don't know, but at least she's okay," The elite soldier spoke, her voice clearly female. She placed her hand on his shoulder. Ledias was breathing normally and her body was fine. She was warm and her wound was fully closed, but her clothes were ripped in the middle, showing a lot of skin. Her body was still young and small. Ace flew in with Sorvex. They were panting hard.

"Where's Slayer?" Phil asked. Ace fell on the ground with Sorvex in his claws.

"We left him to hold back the slime, but we heard an explosion in the distance. We're not sure if he's all right," Ace reported. Ledias coughed and opened her eyes. The last thing she remembered was a huge javelin entering her stomach. She had vague memories of the clouds, but she wasn't sure if it was a dream or not. She slowly sat up and looked around.

"What happened?" she asked. Phil hugged her with tears swelling at his eyes.

"Thank god you're alright," he said, ignoring the pain in his hands from the holy hair.

She blushed and her face turned red. "P-Phil!?" She was flustered and pushed him away. "I'm alright now, so you don't have to be so teary eye about it." She smiled softly. Her clothes suddenly fell down and her whole body was exposed except for her lower half. She screeched and covered herself with the blanket. Phil smiled and gave a sigh of relief.

"I'm glad you're alright," he said. Ace came over and handed her a long sleeve woven with armor. It was covered in chain mail around the elbows, neck, knees, and at the side of the waist. Iron plating layered the chest, shoulders, legs, and back. The shoulder pads were decorated with wings, making her look like an angel. The wings were enchanted and allowed her to fly for a time and can be used 10 times. After she flew a certain amount of charged, she'll need to recharge over with certain materials. Some of the white iron platings were decorated with gold on the edges and gems on the corners. Ace also made a hand made eye piece made out of magical cloth from a special dragon. The magical eye piece allowed her to see if anything was tampered with curses, spells, or magic.

Ace was surprisingly good at making clothes, armor, and accessories. She gratefully took them and put them on. Ace also gave her a magical skirt. The skirt would float if it came in contact with water and let her float safely in the water. It would also slow her velocity down if she was falling from a high place.

She put them on and twirled around in a circle. The skirt swung around, dazzling in the light of the flame. The gold and jewels reflected the light. Her dazzling now white hair shone in the dark. "Thanks, Ace." Ledias said to Ace, bowing. Everyone's jaws were dropped. The only thought going through their mind is, why are Paladins so hot?!

Slayer entered the "camp" with ash rested on his face, and a crazed twinkle in his eyes. Cyprus was also with him with a goblin kissing her shoulder, blabbering nonsense words of love. Justin Time understood what the goblin was saying and gagged. "Slayer! Cyprus! Are you guys alright?" Phil asked. He mostly cared for Cyprus, not Slayer.

Slayer coughed and wiped his face. "Man I'm good, I'm just... pho, you know?" He glared at Ace and spat on the ground. "But you should've seen what Cyprus did," he said and pointed to her. "This dude guy right here seduced a, I kid you not, small goblin army and had them fight the slime, shit was so crazy... I'm still a little creeped out by the one getting all physical with her but hey, if she wants it alive then I ain't really got a choice, ya know what I'm saying?"