Guild- a LitRPG Novella by Terry W. Ervin II

Author:Terry W. Ervin II
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: litRPG, gamerpg, epic fantasy, fantasy, sword and sorcery, monsters maces magic
Publisher: Gryphonwood Press
Published: 2018-11-25T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Josiah really didn’t have much to say. This wasn’t his show. The three that came to the pawn shop with him stood silently. Coleen Sammae, who could chat up a storm to make potential buyers comfortable, knew the trio wasn’t there looking for something off the shelf, or to pawn or sell something—at least not yet. And if it came to that, her boss would probably work that deal.

The silence dragged on for a couple minutes. That annoyed Josiah so he asked Coleen Sammae, “Who’s the new runner?”

“Vernie. The boss’s nephew. Came on the job two days ago.”

She didn’t volunteer what happened to Ross, the previous runner, and Josiah didn’t bother to ask. He wanted to say something about Marigold, and the gnome healer outside. Coleen Sammae had been at the Blue Bugle that night. But it wouldn’t do for a conversation topic at the moment. Instead he asked, “Business good today?”

“Sold a gold necklace with sapphires today. Matching earrings.” She rested her hands on the counter. “Remember that serpent carved from a walrus tusk?”

Josiah remembered it. He was one of the few people in Three Hills City who knew what a walrus was. He looked back over his shoulder to where it’d been on the shelf for going on eight months. A set of blown-glass bowls with red striping sat in its place. He held his hands apart about eighteen inches. “The one about that big?”

Coleen Sammae nodded. “Pellan, the wine peddler. He’d been eyeing it since the day I placed it on the shelf.”

It was Josiah’s turn to nod. Pellan was a decent fellow. He collected odd pieces related to salt-water oceans. He’d shown Josiah several whale and giant shark teeth, and a turquoise and lavender-colored conch shell the size of a beach ball. Josiah didn’t bother to ask how much the wine peddler paid for the carving. Josiah figured Pellan had been saving a bronze coin here and a copper there, and squeezed every silver possible out of his buyers for the past eight months.

The pawn shop remained devoid of customers. Thogg did a top job of deterring casual browsers or individuals that didn’t have anything to pawn. Another half minute passed before Vernie opened the concealed door.

“Boss said to send the folks up.” The young boy met Josiah’s gaze. “He wants you to come on back too, Mr. Josiah.”

That request surprised Josiah. He was going to ask Gurk if he wanted a personal introduction, but it really wasn’t the young thief’s call. Was Higslaff worried about who he’d brought to the shop? Did he know something that Josiah didn’t?

Coleen Sammae stepped to her left and lifted the hinged part of the counter, allowing those invited to reach the back room. Gurk went first, followed by Lysine, and Marigold. Josiah followed close on their heels, pulling the door closed behind them.

Vernie led them through the storage room to the stairs that took them to Higslaff’s office. Josiah noted that the storage room’s shelves were only half full.

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