Game On (Rise Of The Grandmaster Series Book 1) by Bradford Bates & Michael Anderle

Author:Bradford Bates & Michael Anderle [Bates, Bradford]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9798885416818
Publisher: LMBPN Publishing
Published: 2022-06-06T16:00:00+00:00

Three hours later, Ironbeard roared, “Enough!”

Tim flopped out of the chair. He stood for a second, but then his legs buckled, sending him to his knees. Sweat was streaming down his face, and every breath he sucked in felt like it was barely enough to keep him from passing out. Black spots swam across his vision, but at least the air was cooler by the floor.

“I can’t believe you kept it up for so long, boy.” Ironbeard clapped Tim on the back. “After the second hour, I kept going just to see how long it’d take you to break.”

Laughing, Ironbeard walked toward the counter. “Take the rest of the day off, and maybe I’ll teach you something useful tomorrow.”

Tim climbed back to his feet like some kind of wounded crab flipping itself over on the beach. His arms wouldn’t support his weight, but at least they’d stopped tingling. A groan escaped his lips, but he’d impressed the old dwarf enough to earn a bit of respect.

“Same time tomorrow?” Tim asked as he moved toward the door of the shop.

“Tomorrow?” Ironbeard mumbled as mulled it over. “As long as you can still lift your arms.” He chuckled. “Otherwise, take the day off.”

Tim started to leave, and Ironbeard shouted after him, “Don’t get used to the extra time off. I plan on getting my money’s worth out of you!”

Rubbing his arms to bring back some circulation, Tim stepped out into the sun. It felt good to be out in the light, and the cool breeze off the ocean danced across his skin. He’d expected the market to slow down a bit after the morning deliveries were finished, but if anything, the market was busier. Tossing a copper coin to a vendor, Tim grabbed a glass of rumpleberry juice and started his walk back to the inn.

Before going to deliver the letter to the high priest so he could turn in his quest, Tim needed to clean up. At least getting cleaned up would be easy. He quickly un-equipped all of his clothes and then quickly re-equipped them. At least his clothes were clean now. He giggled, thinking about what the NPC’s must have thought when they saw all his clothes disappear and reappear almost instantly.

“Probably jealous.” Tim shrugged. “They all have to do laundry.”

A few minutes later, the familiar arch leading to the slums came into sight. The guards nodded to him as he made his way inside. For once it wasn’t raining, but the clouds overhead rumbled, threatening to open up before he reached the inn. Tim started to sprint, hoping to make it under the awning before getting drenched, but he skidded to a stop when his eyes settled on the people milling in the street outside the inn.

Why in the fuck were these people here? The inn was always empty. Tim moved forward and started weaving his way through the crowd toward the front door. When he reached the door, Ernie pulled him inside and slammed the door shut behind them.

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