Two Sides of a Coin [Grian | Hermitcraft]

Chapter Seven [I]

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Sabien[BadTWS] took careful steps around the spawn and rushed into the jungle in case any hermits saw him; he rarely interacted with the hermits, but then again, he was not welcome with open arms either. Or more that he rather not be.

"Where on earth can Scar be?" Sabien grumbled to himself in panic, he had only three minutes left to find him before he would be forced back to the server border and wait another few hours to return.

Just as he said that Sabien came across the built village and the snail build that Scar resided in. 'Thank the universe,' he thinks to himself as he rushes to the door, knocking on it, waiting for Scar to respond.

A muffled "Come in" was heard as Sabien entered quietly; the moment Scar turned to face his guest, he let out a yelp of surprise, nearly dropping the diamond axe in his hands.

"Bad? W-What are you–" Scar voice strained, extremely surprised at his sudden appearance. He mostly keeps to himself, which was one of the reasons why he was not chained up like Xerneous.

"Scar, there is this entity called a Watcher, and she is planning on entering the server," Sabien tried to hide the tremble in his voice.

Scar looked at the entity in confusion, and started sputtering a series of questions but was shut down promptly by Sabien having a firm grip on his shoulders.

"I have no time to explain in detail, if a stranger enters this server, tell Xisuma to kick them out immediately," Scar looked confused at this, they had pretty good security, especially since they are a whitelisted server.

Sabien must have taken notice of Scar's sceptical look, and reinforced his point made earlier, rambling on.

"Is there a chance you know her name?" Scar finally spoke.

"Her name is—" Before Sabien could say her name, this time ran out as he disappeared.

"Maybe this was actually a prank he was planning? Yeah, it was," Scar laughs to himself, but now he was cursed with the idea that it was true and this was one of the times Bad was not messing around with him.

'Nah, I doubt that it is true, I'm not that gullible, good try Sabien.' Scar concludes as he returns to what he was doing earlier.

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Grian stood by the roof of a building, crouching as he looked at the pillars of iron for the first two blocks, and gold at the top. Item frames hung onto the blocks as it surrounds a pile of diamonds in the centre. It was the Head Game.

The moment it hit five, the game had started. He flew in and quickly placed the player heads; the player heads were smaller than usual blocks, having a simple pixel art of their head. He booked it out of there, spamming rockets as he chuckled to himself.

Grian sighed, carrying his multiple shulker boxes to the outline of this ongoing mansion, almost a week into the server and having to be so ambitious was going to take a long while to complete.

After almost six hours straight of building, he decided to take a break and called out Xavion; he used to always stay out but since Grian has been busier with his own projects the spirit decided to not bother him and rest up.

Grian glanced at the alarmingly large amount of skeletons that hid in the shadows of the jungle, the moment he made eye contact with one of them, a shower of arrows were showered his way.

He quickly hid behind the two-block high shulker boxes as he quietly called out for Xavion; when he peaked over, none of the said skeletons was there, he turned to look at the arrows, but they were gone.

"Grian...I have bad news," Xavion says as he points to a mark left by one for the disappeared arrows. It was a small but still visible amethyst purple dust.

"I hope I am wrong, but, I think that the Watcher has taken too much interest in the server," Xavion's voice went stiff, looking at Grian who was stunned, slightly shaking.

Before Grian could say anything, his communicator pinged madly with frantic and confusing messages from Iskall, who happened to be near spawn.

<Iskall85> GUYS! THERE'S SOMEONE AT SPAWNOPFJSC
<Iskall85> Come to the shopping district, we are there

Grian and Xavion shared a panic look as Grian took off towards the shopping district, most of the hermits already there. The moment he caught sight of the mysterious someone, he muffled a gasp.

Xavion cussed as he glared at the female, her silky white hair reaching her waist, pale-skinned and had charcoal black eyes. She had a visor that covered her left eye, black cloak similar designed with an Admins' robe with her trusty spear in her hand.

"Errr, hello? I'm Xisuma, the Admin of this server," Xisuma spoke up, giving the stranger a slight bow.

"Hello, the name is Lilith, I was tasked to look after this server since Eli thinks Ryder is making his way here,"

"Lilith?" Cub repeated her name, she nodded. The hermits were confused, Xisuma had to explain to them about the current situation that was going on.

"Well, you can stay at my base for the time being if you want," Stress smiles, Lilith smiled gratefully and followed her to her base.

Xisuma suddenly felt a gush of magic enter him.

'Oh my...He broke out of the chains already?' Xisuma sighs, 'What am I going to do with you, brother...'

『 24/1/2021 』

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Aye, hope you guys enjoyed this! Have an amazing day/night everyone! See you next week :D Tq for the support, luv yall! <33