บท 6: Chapter 6: Camp Butcherton
Thanks for the reviews guys. Been writing quite a lot, so here is another chappy.
Chairs.
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I walked to the two smaller tents, their layout was very simple, two bedrolls per tent and a fur blanket for each, that makes the four of them. The big tent must be the one the sorcerer used, the fact that there was no personal possessions in the two smaller tents only confirmed my suspicions that the four chicks that dropped like puppets that just had their strings cut when the sorcerer perished were not here on their own free will.
The inside of the tent the sorcerer used was surprisingly bland, the only thing of notice was a table, a chair that looked made out of leather but on closer inspection he realized it was made of human skin since there was tattoos on the leather and finally a pile of books, a chest, that and some bedding on the floor.
After exploring the tent he aimed for the books, some of them were written in high Valyrian, some of them in a language he did not recognize. knowing that their value is higher than that of what he had in his ring he summoned a barrel of water from it, placing it somewhere in a corner inside the tent, then I stored the books inside My Spatial Ring.
Next was the chest, it did not have any lock keeping it closed, either the magician thought of himself as a powerful being that can not be trifled with or there was a trap, he had played enough DarkSouls to know not to trust a chest, ever.
Using his Arakh he managed to shim the pointy end of the blade in between the chest and it's cover top. carefully I opened the chest and there was a trap, darts shot from the inside the chest, to say that they were probably poisoned was a given, not that it mattered to him, but if it was a crossbow bolt or if the chest was magical in nature and ended up becoming a mimic... well lets say it would have made his day even worst than it has been so far.
Looking inside the chest I saw gold, silver and other kinds of coins, some westerosi, some of the slaver's bay, other from Qohor even Braavosi coins, besides and in between the coins there were raw precious materials like uncut gems, green and white jade from YiTi, Onix, Amathists, you name it.
After storing the chest inside his ring he knew something was up. because after double checking the contents he found out a surprise, a not welcomed surprise.
After storing the chest inside the ring my haul so far has been around five thousand gold and silver coins from different cities. around 20 pounds of raw materials like the Jade and the gems and something different.
After wishing the mysterious object out and almost dropping it, it was a twisted purple glass like phallic object and boy it was going to bite him in the ass down the line.
A Fricking Glass Candle, I stored it back immediately after seeing how it looked and confirming my suspicions. I did not want to have some magician like Quaithe spying on me.
I was considering just ditching the glass candle somewhere in the desert, but the spatial ring is a different dimension so I should be safe, at least for now, not a clue about what will happen when magic returns full tilt with the comet.
they are after all Extremely rare and quite valuable, I could always sell it or at some point I might learn how to use the cursed thing since magic seems to become part of his life even when he is trying to avoid it.
Besides the treasure he found some food and enough water for around 2 weeks.
It was time to make inventory with what was inside his ring.
Weapons: close to one hundred knives and daggers of different quality, His grandfather's sword, three different Arakhs he had collected along the years and held to them just in case he needed a spare, two single edge curved swords similar to scimitars, four spears and seven throwing javelins with an Atlatl to throw them more efficiently, two extra quivers full of arrows.
Food: close to five pounds of raw meat, fresh root vegetables, multiple kinds of fruit. fresh bread. Salt, assortment of different spices, two jars of wine, two barrels of water (used to be three before he took one out to fit the chest), enough horse jerky for 3 weeks (double that if rationing).
Medical: Mortar and pestle, clean cloths that have been sterilized by boiling them to clean wounds or stop bleedings, clean sterilized bandages in case he needed to apply them. Two small bottle of Myrish spirits that were of very high alcohol content to be used as rubbing alcohol, A chest with an assortment of jars full of medical herbs that were kept fresh by ther magic of the Spatial Ring. a scalpel and a stitching kit with a few different needles with some stitching thread.
Miscellaneous: 250+/- gold coins 600+/- silver, and 1500+/- copper pieces from different cities all from saving all this years, trading in Vaes Dothrak and from stealing when he had the chance. seven bars of regular unscented soap and three more expensive ones he liberated, this ones have scents. a small cauldron for cooking, a wooden bowl, a mug and some wooden cutlery, five different bundles of silk of different qualities and colors. two whetstones, a basic leather repair tool kit, a rucksack, his tent, bedroll and pelts for sleeping, dry firewood, five unlit torches, flint to start fires, three oil jars, repair kit for his Bow with extra sinus strings in case the one he has on his bow snaps. the blood magic chest with his coat of arms and now the books and chest he just looted from the tent.
I walked out of the tent, summoned the chest of goods without the glass candle and the raw materials, only with the coin inside, I left it open and considered what to do with it.
The greedy part of me wanted to keep it all, but I already had a good haul of coin from before that I have been saving over all this years, and it would also be quite a dick move on my part if I did keep it all for myself, it would also raise questions down the line so to avoid headaches he decided to share.
then I tried to wake Rahako up. He moaned but in some time he woke up. I told him what had happened so far.
Rahako looked at the black human like shape made of stinking Tar like substance that was left behind and just spit on it to show his disgust at the sorcerer.
"so you killed the Maegi. you sure he is dead?" Rahako said as he pointed with his Arkah at the tar covered sand.
"I know some tough men, but surviving after losing their head? none" I finished saying.
"What about them then, could they be Maegi too?" This time Rahako was pointing at the four tied up young women in the middle of the camp.
"Like I said they collapsed the moment the Maegi died, they were probably under a spell or something along the lines, I used the Ki to scan their bodies, they have cuts and bruises all over them under those robes, the Maegi was using them as walking blood suppliers he could use for his magic more than likely" I said as I brushed off the sand from my riding pants, they were made out of leather so it was easily done with a few taps.
"So what do we do now?" Rahako asked the million dollar question.
"Well I was thinking about going order 66 from here on out. we divide the treasure we have obtained in half and each one of us take's what is his." Reiterating my message by grabbing a handful of gold coins before letting them drop back inside the chest. turning around and closing it i continued
"If you are going to go exploring the world I would recommend going to civilized destinations first, forget about Sothoryos and other dangerous places. you know most of the languages needed, the common tongue, YiTish and Valyrian so you should be fine, with this amount of gold you can get passage to any city, probably even buy a ship yourself"
As I finish I turn around and see Rahako. He has a face expression like he just bit a lemon, without saying a word he swings his Arakh in an upward slash towards my face, I dodge to the side by moving ever so slightly to the side before taking a jump back and disengaging, while drawing my own Arakh I yell "What are you doing?!"
"You are talking like you are going to leave me behind!, after all this years?!" Rahako starts to swing wildly, every hit has the intent to maim or kill. I stay on the defensive and try to explain that what he assumed was not the case but in the end all my words go to empty ears.
I diverted the path of another swing, jumped over the next one
"that is not what I meant" I blocked the next swing, steel meeting steel.
We continued to fight for two or three minutes, Rahako saying things like "you are like my brother!" and "I called you blood of my blood" before our attention was diverted by the fact that the Sarnori girl was sitting up and the Yitish twins were trying to untie each other, the Leng girl was pretending to be still unconscious, but you could see her findling with her restraints.
We stopped the fight and looked at them, it made the twins freeze, the Sarnori girl was looking at us as if questioning the reason why we were fighting each other.
"Wait, they are awake" then I motion for him to get closer and whisper to him my plan...
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