Falling with Folded Wings 2: A LitRPG Progression Fantasy by Plum Parrot

Author:Plum Parrot [Parrot, Plum]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Podium Publishing
Published: 2023-02-13T16:00:00+00:00

Morgan

Well, that’s a little disturbing,” Arthur said after Morgan explained that he could sense Bronwyn but that she was extremely distant and not in any clear direction that he could tell.

“You haven’t heard anything from her? Or from those Urghat she had following her?” Issa asked.

“No. It’s not surprising with regard to the Urghat, though. They’ve made themselves scarce since we repelled their invasion. I don’t imagine any of them would come around without Bronwyn present to vouch for them.”

“My people still hunt them on the plains. The hunters in the lodge claim that most Urghat have retreated to the Blue Spines.” Issa said, a slight frown on her face. “I hope Bronwyn’s followers aren’t among their prey.”

“Yeah, I hadn’t thought of that. Hopefully, they’re with her or far from here.” Morgan drummed his fingers on the table. “Well, nothing we can do about it for now. Take heart that she’s alive. Is there anything you need from us before we travel to Tarn’s? I don’t think we’ll be gone more than a couple of weeks, but I can’t be sure.”

“If you’re going to Tarn’s Crossing, I have a diplomatic package I’d like you to bring to their governor—just some correspondence and some artwork that our artisans want to offer as a gesture of goodwill and thanks.”

“Sure, no problem. Everything else going alright?”

“Quite well, actually. We’ve got a burgeoning flock of those sheep-creatures, the bolyo, or something.”

“Holbyis,” Issa said.

“Right, right. We’ve also started up some trade with a few of the local nomad bands. So far, nothing has come to threaten us. We’ve continued to build our arsenal of defensive weapons, though. Boris has figured out a way to make rifled cannon barrels, and they’re on the verge of making Energy powered projectiles—black powder may have a very short-lived use for us.”

“That’s good, I suppose, though I wish it weren’t necessary. Still, I’m not naive—there are a lot of hostiles out there, and as our territory expands, we might run into things much worse than Urghat.” Issa nodded along with Morgan’s words. “Any word from Olivia?”

“Not a peep, though she thought it might be difficult to communicate with us.”

“Right, hey, hang on a second.” Morgan closed his eyes and concentrated for a minute. “Yep, I can feel her. She’s south and east of here, quite a lot farther than Tarn’s Crossing. It’s good to know she’s alive, though, eh?”

“Yes, quite. That’s a handy skill, Morgan.”

“Well, it sounds like the council is handling things just fine, though now that we’re out of any immediate crisis, maybe we should see about an election to replace me? Maybe Bronwyn and Olivia, too? I feel bad doing it while they’re gone, but we did talk about it before everyone left.”

“For now, the six of us in the colony aren’t having any trouble organizing things. If it becomes a problem, we have a quorum and can vote to fill your seats. Your connection to the locals is valuable, though, Morgan, and I’d rather not have you leave the council for now.

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