Conqueror (Monster Tamer Book 2) by Isaac Hooke

Author:Isaac Hooke [Hooke, Isaac]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-01-17T16:00:00+00:00

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Malem entered Greentree without issue. It helped that he took with him only Weyanna, Abigail, Xaxia, and Gwen. He left Ziatrice behind with the others—blue skin wasn’t well known in the area, and would draw unnecessary attention. Then again, with four beautiful women at his side, two of them garbed in exotic armor like himself, and the other two clad in what had once been obviously expensive dresses, his small party was drawing more than a few eyes.

He wasn’t worried so much about Gwen’s green skin tone: half goblings were a relatively common sight in the forest cities that bordered monster territory, unfortunately.

He stopped at the first available tailor and purchased long, flowing robes for the five of them using the drachmae Rashan had given him for the mission. They donned their new garments immediately, placing any backpacks on top, and raised the hoods to hide their faces. Malem also bought two extra robes, and two pairs of thick gloves, stowing them in his pack for later distribution.

Before leaving, he asked the tailor for directions to the closest magical healer.

“A magical healer?” the tailor asked. “Not many are open at this hour. Those that are, well, they charge a premium!”

“We’ll pay the price,” Malem said.

The tailor nodded, and gave him directions to a healer that was open late.

Malem thanked him and the party proceeded on its way.

He could still sense Ziatrice out there, along with the other monsters in his control, camped out in the forest next to one of the farms that populated the land along the outskirts of Greentree.

He hadn’t noticed it at first, but the range of his beast sense had increased with each half monster he Broke. By his estimation, he was roughly two miles away from those monsters at the moment; he felt he could go up to at least three miles if he really wanted to, but that wouldn’t be necessary, not with the directions the merchant had given him—the healer was only a few streets away.

At least no one was paying them much attention anymore. Well, his company still stood out somewhat with their robes, but curious eyes usually looked away shortly after a quick glance. No one cared much for traveling monks, after all.

The buildings on either side were all roughly the same, made of mud brick covered in white plaster, and topped by red tiles. There were no rich or poor quarters in this town: the population was too low for that. It was big enough to escape the title of village, but still small enough to avoid being classed a true city. A while ago, he’d had a brief tryst with the daughter of the Greentree mayor; Malem had rifled through the ledger in his office at one point, and learned the median income at the time was about fifty drachmae a month, placing most of the residents squarely in the middle class.

That wasn’t to say there weren’t still people below the poverty line, of course. In fact, a new set of beggars accosted the “traveling monks” for coin every intersection.

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