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Walking to his usual spot for training, Adam reflected on the time he had spent with Barracker and his family. The big group hug was unexpected, though not unwelcome. For a brief moment, the Druid had felt like he was home. Everyone was so kind, and had been so grateful for what for him felt like a fairly typical use of his powers. These kids were going through a siege, wouldn't anyone else in his spot use his magic the same way?
Isabelle was adorable, turning from shyness to clinging onto him, and Eren was also very nice. When he had said he wouldn't forget him, Adam had promised he would visit them again, which seemed to elicit more excitement. That was, assuming the fisherman lived through the battle, which was better left unsaid. Anne was very kind and gracious also - it was clear that she had the love and respect of all the children there.
Speaking of the upcoming fight, Barracker had a definite opinion on the outcome of that.
Adam wasn't sure he agreed. Despite knowing the strength of Second Chance, he also knew that the enemy was fierce and certainly had things that he'd never seen before. There was no guarantee of victory here. Even so, he appreciated the sentiment, and thanked the vampire for it and for introducing him to his family before the two of them left to take care of their respective tasks.
And now that a certain empty part of Valheim was near, the Druid's work would begin.
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While Adam was training…
A certain gnome with a curly mustache walked up to Golden Tree Park. It was kind of impressive how everyone was helping grow trees, he thought. Not as impressive as I am though Xavier grinned at his own evaluation. Looking for a spot to cast, he saw a young, tan elf approach him.
“Good morning! Here to help?” Drake asked, followed by “great! Are you a caster?”
The mustachioed man chuckled. “I am not just any ordinary Druid. I am the genius of nature magic, Xavier Johnson! I have been busy drinking and whoring helping Valheim. Now, however, Wulrick made me I decided to dedicate my power to the city’s defense!”
“Oh, how nice, thank you! This will be the second genius I've met. Not that the first would ever admit it. He has such a work ethic! Inspired all of us Druids here to help with the chopping and loading, in fact. He's not here now, but hopefully you can meet him sometime.”
“Ugh, I can't just cast and leave, I have to work like a commoner now? How stupid,” the short man thought. “Although…”
“Maybe I should leave and find this ‘other genius’ who is slacking off on Valheim, then.”
“Oh, no thank you,” Drake responded to the now-deflated gnome, “he says the magic he's been working on the past few days is dangerous, and doesn't want anyone to get hurt.”
“Damn, this brat has an answer for everything.” “What is this guy's name, anyway?”
Upon “introducing” Xavier to Adam Phillips of Second Chance, Drake was very concerned. The look on the gnome's face made him look like he was going to faint!
Isabelle was adorable, turning from shyness to clinging onto him, and Eren was also very nice. When he had said he wouldn't forget him, Adam had promised he would visit them again, which seemed to elicit more excitement. That was, assuming the fisherman lived through the battle, which was better left unsaid. Anne was very kind and gracious also - it was clear that she had the love and respect of all the children there.
Speaking of the upcoming fight, Barracker had a definite opinion on the outcome of that.
“We will share the same fate, you and I, of this I am certain. There is too much of a fighting spirit we share that we are done, this is not our last breath, this battle we will drink after we are made victorious.”
Adam wasn't sure he agreed. Despite knowing the strength of Second Chance, he also knew that the enemy was fierce and certainly had things that he'd never seen before. There was no guarantee of victory here. Even so, he appreciated the sentiment, and thanked the vampire for it and for introducing him to his family before the two of them left to take care of their respective tasks.
And now that a certain empty part of Valheim was near, the Druid's work would begin.
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While Adam was training…
A certain gnome with a curly mustache walked up to Golden Tree Park. It was kind of impressive how everyone was helping grow trees, he thought. Not as impressive as I am though Xavier grinned at his own evaluation. Looking for a spot to cast, he saw a young, tan elf approach him.
“Good morning! Here to help?” Drake asked, followed by “great! Are you a caster?”
The mustachioed man chuckled. “I am not just any ordinary Druid. I am the genius of nature magic, Xavier Johnson! I have been busy drinking and whoring helping Valheim. Now, however, Wulrick made me I decided to dedicate my power to the city’s defense!”
“Oh, how nice, thank you! This will be the second genius I've met. Not that the first would ever admit it. He has such a work ethic! Inspired all of us Druids here to help with the chopping and loading, in fact. He's not here now, but hopefully you can meet him sometime.”
“Ugh, I can't just cast and leave, I have to work like a commoner now? How stupid,” the short man thought. “Although…”
“Maybe I should leave and find this ‘other genius’ who is slacking off on Valheim, then.”
“Oh, no thank you,” Drake responded to the now-deflated gnome, “he says the magic he's been working on the past few days is dangerous, and doesn't want anyone to get hurt.”
“Damn, this brat has an answer for everything.” “What is this guy's name, anyway?”
Upon “introducing” Xavier to Adam Phillips of Second Chance, Drake was very concerned. The look on the gnome's face made him look like he was going to faint!
Barracker's description of his family at the orphanage made Adam feel warm and happy. He could tell these people were very important to the Paladin. One more reason to defend the city, though not like it was needed. The conversation kept up all the way to the temple; the Druid asked questions about his friend’s siblings and sweetheart, and the vampire asked him two questions about his brother, which he answered in the affirmative.
“Very much so, yes. We were very different people, sure - I was into outdoor stuff, he was more interested in things like computers and video games.” Realizing that the vampire might not be aware of what the latter was, the fisherman explained “a video game is where you use something like a keyboard from the source mail or another input method to control actions on a screen.” Once he was sure his friend understood, the human returned to the main point of what he was saying. “Anyway, despite our differences, we love each other and I miss him terribly.”
Arriving at the temple grounds, Adam was glad to meet everyone. Some, like the workers, gave a polite introduction before resuming their work. Anne was much more open and welcoming. And the kids…well, they argued over a skateboard. Adam quietly chuckled to himself. Kids will be kids indeed, he thought. Hearing about Fenna's “role” in this reminded him he needed to talk to her more, though he didn't know when that would be. This training had kept him so busy that-
Adam's mind snapped back to the temple when Anne asked him for help sitting down. Of course, he obliged, happy to help someone who needed it and then listened as Barracker described the little ones’ lack of things to do. “That's too bad,” the Druid responded, wondering in the back of his mind if he could do something for them.
The man responded to the kids in kind, answering their question about Earth. Keeping it simple while being honest was trickier than he expected. How to summarize a planet with billions of people on it? Instead, Adam focused on his literal and figurative neck of the woods. “My world is a big place - lots of different people, cities, and places. My town, however, is pretty small. Lots of tall trees, friendly people, and beautiful lakes and rivers. My family and I liked fishing, hiking, ATVing, that sort of thing.” Even this opened up a can of worms - like, “what is an ATV?” And that required first answering the question of “what is a car?” The concept of a “horseless carriage” was new and exciting for these children. It made the fisherman feel warm inside, seeing this.
Isabelle, however, still seemed shy and maybe even a little nervous. Seeing this, Adam sought to reassure her. “It's okay.” Following this, he grew a sunflower from the ground and handed it to her. “You can have that.” The happiness such a thing caused her was infectious to the Druid, and a certain other orphan seemed to remember something after shaking the Adventurer's hand.
For a moment, the shapeshifter was mentally taken aback, but the feeling didn't show and it quickly passed, replaced by genuine fondness. “Oh, it's something all right.” Best not to mention the spirit bear or its attempts at dominance - though in the subsequent times he transformed since the Zigmund fight (little breaks from the training), that struggle had become less significant. Still, it wasn’t something a little boy and his friends needed to know right now. “I could climb a rock wall in that form.” The kids “ooed” at that fact. “Really, it's unlike anything else I've ever done.” Actually, a lot of things in Mytheria were like that, he thought.
Adam was quite interested in Anna's tales of young Barracker and friends. The certain way she spoke about Evelyne specifically when she looked at the Paladin suggested something, though the Druid wasn't sure what. After a while, the vampire politely suggested they take their leave, stating that both had work to take care of. “Right.” This was true, however…
“I'd like to take care of something real quick first.”
Without giving anyone the chance to object, the nature magic user started casting in the middle of the field. Soon, oak trees arose, and they were bent at all sorts of odd angles and given thick, huge branches that connected to the other wood. Even the bark was smoothed out, holes were indented in the new creations for climbing, and one was even fashioned into a twisty little slide. In short, it was a playground made out of trees, an arboreal jungle gym of sorts for the kids to use.
“There you go,” was all the Druid said after he finished. The children were less restrained, however, running to their new equipment and playing on it with glee. Eren in particular seemed entranced by this new creation. They and Anne thanked the fisherman, who was happy he could bring some joy to them in this tough time.
“Very much so, yes. We were very different people, sure - I was into outdoor stuff, he was more interested in things like computers and video games.” Realizing that the vampire might not be aware of what the latter was, the fisherman explained “a video game is where you use something like a keyboard from the source mail or another input method to control actions on a screen.” Once he was sure his friend understood, the human returned to the main point of what he was saying. “Anyway, despite our differences, we love each other and I miss him terribly.”
Arriving at the temple grounds, Adam was glad to meet everyone. Some, like the workers, gave a polite introduction before resuming their work. Anne was much more open and welcoming. And the kids…well, they argued over a skateboard. Adam quietly chuckled to himself. Kids will be kids indeed, he thought. Hearing about Fenna's “role” in this reminded him he needed to talk to her more, though he didn't know when that would be. This training had kept him so busy that-
Adam's mind snapped back to the temple when Anne asked him for help sitting down. Of course, he obliged, happy to help someone who needed it and then listened as Barracker described the little ones’ lack of things to do. “That's too bad,” the Druid responded, wondering in the back of his mind if he could do something for them.
The man responded to the kids in kind, answering their question about Earth. Keeping it simple while being honest was trickier than he expected. How to summarize a planet with billions of people on it? Instead, Adam focused on his literal and figurative neck of the woods. “My world is a big place - lots of different people, cities, and places. My town, however, is pretty small. Lots of tall trees, friendly people, and beautiful lakes and rivers. My family and I liked fishing, hiking, ATVing, that sort of thing.” Even this opened up a can of worms - like, “what is an ATV?” And that required first answering the question of “what is a car?” The concept of a “horseless carriage” was new and exciting for these children. It made the fisherman feel warm inside, seeing this.
Isabelle, however, still seemed shy and maybe even a little nervous. Seeing this, Adam sought to reassure her. “It's okay.” Following this, he grew a sunflower from the ground and handed it to her. “You can have that.” The happiness such a thing caused her was infectious to the Druid, and a certain other orphan seemed to remember something after shaking the Adventurer's hand.
“Wait, you’re Adam, right?! You’re the one who can transform into a bear!” he grinned so big, “What's that like?”
For a moment, the shapeshifter was mentally taken aback, but the feeling didn't show and it quickly passed, replaced by genuine fondness. “Oh, it's something all right.” Best not to mention the spirit bear or its attempts at dominance - though in the subsequent times he transformed since the Zigmund fight (little breaks from the training), that struggle had become less significant. Still, it wasn’t something a little boy and his friends needed to know right now. “I could climb a rock wall in that form.” The kids “ooed” at that fact. “Really, it's unlike anything else I've ever done.” Actually, a lot of things in Mytheria were like that, he thought.
Adam was quite interested in Anna's tales of young Barracker and friends. The certain way she spoke about Evelyne specifically when she looked at the Paladin suggested something, though the Druid wasn't sure what. After a while, the vampire politely suggested they take their leave, stating that both had work to take care of. “Right.” This was true, however…
“I'd like to take care of something real quick first.”
Without giving anyone the chance to object, the nature magic user started casting in the middle of the field. Soon, oak trees arose, and they were bent at all sorts of odd angles and given thick, huge branches that connected to the other wood. Even the bark was smoothed out, holes were indented in the new creations for climbing, and one was even fashioned into a twisty little slide. In short, it was a playground made out of trees, an arboreal jungle gym of sorts for the kids to use.
“There you go,” was all the Druid said after he finished. The children were less restrained, however, running to their new equipment and playing on it with glee. Eren in particular seemed entranced by this new creation. They and Anne thanked the fisherman, who was happy he could bring some joy to them in this tough time.
@Teyao hopefully all is well with you, I'm sure your post will be good!
@Zool no respect for Tyrion, huh :P
Jay and I planned something neat for this sequence that will appear soon, it will be fun to write :)
Jay and I planned something neat for this sequence that will appear soon, it will be fun to write :)
Adam listened to Barracker's words about mental preparation and the letter, nodding in agreement with the sentiment. The only thing the Druid really needed to add to that was “I can only imagine what you've seen personally,” he stated sympathetically. “Destroying everything for the sake of power is no way to live.” It was brief, but it was the truth.
What the Paladin said next, that was something that probably deserved more attention. And Adam knew he wanted to be there for his friend. “Right, nobody's perfect. Being able to do what is right despite any internal or external obstacles in your way, that's what matters. You probably know that though, so I don't need to preach at you.” The fisherman smiled, then continued. “And if you ever need to talk about your fears, or anything else, you know where to find me.” Ending his little speech with what mattered the most, he gladly accepted the vampire's invitation, mentally noting he could use the break from his work.
“Trouble makers, huh,” Adam stated to his friend as they walked towards their destination, “I have one of those, back home. My brother Eric is one of the smartest guys I know, but that doesn't mean he didn't do his fair share of stupid things.” The Druid chuckled at this, remembering a few or more dumb stunts his sibling pulled. He also knew an Anne, but he felt she wasn't really relevant to Barracker right now. Maybe later.
“So, do you have any siblings yourself?” Just because the Paladin hadn't mentioned any yet didn't mean there weren't any at all.
What the Paladin said next, that was something that probably deserved more attention. And Adam knew he wanted to be there for his friend. “Right, nobody's perfect. Being able to do what is right despite any internal or external obstacles in your way, that's what matters. You probably know that though, so I don't need to preach at you.” The fisherman smiled, then continued. “And if you ever need to talk about your fears, or anything else, you know where to find me.” Ending his little speech with what mattered the most, he gladly accepted the vampire's invitation, mentally noting he could use the break from his work.
“Trouble makers, huh,” Adam stated to his friend as they walked towards their destination, “I have one of those, back home. My brother Eric is one of the smartest guys I know, but that doesn't mean he didn't do his fair share of stupid things.” The Druid chuckled at this, remembering a few or more dumb stunts his sibling pulled. He also knew an Anne, but he felt she wasn't really relevant to Barracker right now. Maybe later.
“So, do you have any siblings yourself?” Just because the Paladin hadn't mentioned any yet didn't mean there weren't any at all.
@Loksfjoer enjoy your vacation!
Adam woke up, slightly surprised to be in a hospital bed. Then he remembered; the training. Last evening had been particularly severe - he was even wearing a medieval-esque hospital gown instead of his normal attire. And just when the Druid was about to get up to grab his clothes, a doctor walked in.
The man, a human with gray hair and a stern demeanor, sighed at the younger one. “Mr. Phillips, you really have to stop coming in like this.”
“You know I can’t stop.” Adam shook his head, a little annoyed to be retreading old ground. “The-”
“Whatever this thing is isn’t worth you dying over. It will happen. From what the nurses say, you were lucky to ‘get away’ with the pain you did.”
“This thing will be the difference between the city standing or burning!” This burst of anger surprised the red-eyed man slightly, but he maintained his rhetorical momentum all the same. “Just one of the Queen's agents nearly killed my friends. Who knows what this invasion will bring? I won't let Valheim fall.”
The doctor and his patient's eyes locked for a few seconds before the former reluctantly conceded. “...Fine.”
They spoke for a little while longer, then the Druid gathered his things and decided to get breakfast at the Mended Drum.
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It turned out that Adam's timing was pretty good, because Barracker Kassel had gotten there slightly after he had ordered his pancakes, bacon and eggs. It was pleasant conversation and food, and the Paladin had been describing the progress him and his team were making. The Druid marked his approval with a smile and nod, happy for his friend. When the vampire described the red-eyed man's work and its impact, the latter answered modestly.
“I appreciate the kind words, though I'm not doing anything anyone else couldn't do.” Maybe not technically true, but the fisherman wasn't the sort to brag about himself, and he wasn't doing any of this to show off. And speaking of that…
The new addition to his magical arsenal was also not being done for accolades, and Adam didn't want to make his friend worry. How to answer honestly without lying about it?
“Oh, actually just some training. Not a big deal, really.”
Barracker's other question really was the most important thing. And this one, at least, could be answered without causing too much concern.
“I’m mentally ready for this, I think. I probably won't be commanding men like you are, so it's different, but I resolved myself to do what was right when I saw that letter. Right now, that means defending this place and saving as many people as I can. Of course, I don't enjoy ending lives in the process and I don't think I'll ever get used to huge battles, but if it's for the greater good then I'm good knowing I'm doing the right thing. How about you?”
However his friend answered, Adam would listen intently, then follow up with the following after responding:
“What did you think of that letter, anyway?” The Druid knew the Paladin was from Mytheria and therefore knew more about the Witch Queen than the rest of Second Chance. And more importantly, the youngest member of the team had not really asked anyone about that message since he spoke with MacKensie.
No time like the present to change that!
The man, a human with gray hair and a stern demeanor, sighed at the younger one. “Mr. Phillips, you really have to stop coming in like this.”
“You know I can’t stop.” Adam shook his head, a little annoyed to be retreading old ground. “The-”
“Whatever this thing is isn’t worth you dying over. It will happen. From what the nurses say, you were lucky to ‘get away’ with the pain you did.”
“This thing will be the difference between the city standing or burning!” This burst of anger surprised the red-eyed man slightly, but he maintained his rhetorical momentum all the same. “Just one of the Queen's agents nearly killed my friends. Who knows what this invasion will bring? I won't let Valheim fall.”
The doctor and his patient's eyes locked for a few seconds before the former reluctantly conceded. “...Fine.”
They spoke for a little while longer, then the Druid gathered his things and decided to get breakfast at the Mended Drum.
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It turned out that Adam's timing was pretty good, because Barracker Kassel had gotten there slightly after he had ordered his pancakes, bacon and eggs. It was pleasant conversation and food, and the Paladin had been describing the progress him and his team were making. The Druid marked his approval with a smile and nod, happy for his friend. When the vampire described the red-eyed man's work and its impact, the latter answered modestly.
“I appreciate the kind words, though I'm not doing anything anyone else couldn't do.” Maybe not technically true, but the fisherman wasn't the sort to brag about himself, and he wasn't doing any of this to show off. And speaking of that…
“What have you got planned for today, more of the same?”
The new addition to his magical arsenal was also not being done for accolades, and Adam didn't want to make his friend worry. How to answer honestly without lying about it?
“Oh, actually just some training. Not a big deal, really.”
Barracker's other question really was the most important thing. And this one, at least, could be answered without causing too much concern.
“I’m mentally ready for this, I think. I probably won't be commanding men like you are, so it's different, but I resolved myself to do what was right when I saw that letter. Right now, that means defending this place and saving as many people as I can. Of course, I don't enjoy ending lives in the process and I don't think I'll ever get used to huge battles, but if it's for the greater good then I'm good knowing I'm doing the right thing. How about you?”
However his friend answered, Adam would listen intently, then follow up with the following after responding:
“What did you think of that letter, anyway?” The Druid knew the Paladin was from Mytheria and therefore knew more about the Witch Queen than the rest of Second Chance. And more importantly, the youngest member of the team had not really asked anyone about that message since he spoke with MacKensie.
No time like the present to change that!
After many hours of effort cutting lumber for the upcoming siege, the work day had ended. Josh and the others invited Adam to join them for drinks, but the Druid had to decline. He had something to arrange, and it should probably be done sooner rather than later. The red-eyed man did promise to join them tomorrow night though, which satisfied the group. It wasn't a big deal to him, but they had all been impressed by the young caster who stuck around after spending most of his magic to help out. It was the least they could do, the team had concurred.
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As Adam walked through Valheim, he heard part of a conversation. Unfortunately, one of the voices was instantly recognizable, annoying as usual.
“...and supposedly they're really strong, this Second Chance. Have you heard of them?”
The voice came from someone in a crowd of eight or nine people. In front and center of the group was a familiar-looking gnome with a curly mustache who responded, clearly thrilled with being the focus of attention.
“Yeah, I've met them, and Second Rate is a better name for that Bronze Tier trash. My team got assigned an escort mission for them once. Despite managing to sneak them into the city for Gods-knows why reason, the Fighter and vampire Paladin almost attacked me. I scared them off though.” Xavier twirled his mustache for a few seconds, letting this “fact” sink in, before continuing. “The swordsman was vulgar, and the type of idiot who's only good for taking damage. And can you believe it, a vampire Paladin? It's a disgrace to the Gods. Must be some kind of Witch Queen agent, though infiltrating a party of weaklings is hardly tough. Not like me, the genius Druid of Silver Arrow. I'll become platinum soon en-ugh!”
The gnome’s story was interrupted by him getting tripped by a small vine, carefully risen from a crack in the brick pavement of Valheim. And walking up to the fallen person was Adam Phillips, looking down upon him both figuratively and literally.
“I think a real genius would have sensed that plant, like the half dozen pinwheels four houses east.” There was a hint of humor laced in this statement, unlike the next - that would be pure seriousness, spoken with a tone daring the gnome to try anything. “Listen, you can insult me all you want, but nobody messes with my friends.” Saying this, the red-eyed man took his leave, resuming his walk to his destination.
Adam wasn't the only being there with a red feature now, as the laughter of the crowd caused Xavier's face to blush. And after the gnome made a flimsy excuse and left, he realized he was heading east. Reluctantly he looked at the building the fisherman indicated and was horrified to find six gold and silver flowers by the front door.
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As Adam walked through Valheim, he heard part of a conversation. Unfortunately, one of the voices was instantly recognizable, annoying as usual.
“...and supposedly they're really strong, this Second Chance. Have you heard of them?”
The voice came from someone in a crowd of eight or nine people. In front and center of the group was a familiar-looking gnome with a curly mustache who responded, clearly thrilled with being the focus of attention.
“Yeah, I've met them, and Second Rate is a better name for that Bronze Tier trash. My team got assigned an escort mission for them once. Despite managing to sneak them into the city for Gods-knows why reason, the Fighter and vampire Paladin almost attacked me. I scared them off though.” Xavier twirled his mustache for a few seconds, letting this “fact” sink in, before continuing. “The swordsman was vulgar, and the type of idiot who's only good for taking damage. And can you believe it, a vampire Paladin? It's a disgrace to the Gods. Must be some kind of Witch Queen agent, though infiltrating a party of weaklings is hardly tough. Not like me, the genius Druid of Silver Arrow. I'll become platinum soon en-ugh!”
The gnome’s story was interrupted by him getting tripped by a small vine, carefully risen from a crack in the brick pavement of Valheim. And walking up to the fallen person was Adam Phillips, looking down upon him both figuratively and literally.
“I think a real genius would have sensed that plant, like the half dozen pinwheels four houses east.” There was a hint of humor laced in this statement, unlike the next - that would be pure seriousness, spoken with a tone daring the gnome to try anything. “Listen, you can insult me all you want, but nobody messes with my friends.” Saying this, the red-eyed man took his leave, resuming his walk to his destination.
Adam wasn't the only being there with a red feature now, as the laughter of the crowd caused Xavier's face to blush. And after the gnome made a flimsy excuse and left, he realized he was heading east. Reluctantly he looked at the building the fisherman indicated and was horrified to find six gold and silver flowers by the front door.
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