Rise of a Necromancer by Rosie Scott

Author:Rosie Scott [Scott, Rosie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-03-30T16:00:00+00:00

Fifteen

The scythe hung heavily at my side as I descended the central road into underground Brognel, causing a few passersby to stare. Beshil took all measurements and garnered more detail about what materials and colors I preferred for my armor before giving me an estimation of a fortnight for the order's completion. After stopping by a jewelry store to trade my last two rings for gold, I had nothing else to sell. I ignored all manner of jewels, baubles, and dwarven inventions, determined to secure lodging with what little I had left.

Ridding myself of the weight of extra weapons and loot made me realize just how much stronger I'd gotten over my travels because walking suddenly felt like floating. When Beshil measured me he commented that I had an elven build more than once, for he found hardy muscle in my upper back, arms, and legs in particular. Elves could be weak or strong like any other race, but even the most muscular among them looked deceptively lean. Battling the vampire left me sore and stiff for days, but the aftermath wasn't nearly as bad as it was after fighting the Twelve a season ago. It seemed I'd grown stronger than it looked, and the power from leeching helped wonders with my training. Because I masqueraded as only human and had been surrounded by humans my whole life, this aspect of my elven half came as a welcome surprise to me.

Beshil offered to train me himself in caring for my gear, but he told me to come in the mornings and after he completed my armor so we could get it done all at once and during his shop's calmest hours. For now, I had nothing but time, and Brognel pleaded for me to explore it.

Brognel was set-up like a city on the side of a mountain, but its location within the landmark instead meant that the main road only angled farther underground. The high cavern walls ensured the town didn't feel cramped. Despite being underground Brognel appeared like any other settlement, with spacious roads meeting side streets through descending neighborhoods of stone multi-story businesses and homes. Signs for mine entrances stood on street corners with higher traffic than normal, proving that mining was a lucrative business here.

Firelight and non-dwarven mercenaries were rarer in the mid-tier of Brognel. As the temperature grew cooler with depth, the caverns became damper and alight with the cool tones of bioluminescent fungi. Between shadows, dark stone glowed turquoise and lavender from clusters of mushrooms that grew out of cracks and thrived in the new humidity. A bright turquoise glow glimmered like a halo over buildings in the deepest neighborhoods, but I couldn't yet see what emitted it.

It was in Brognel's lowest depths that I noticed their guard force grew greater. Chairel soldiers clad in green and black traveled in packs toward the left wall of the giant cavern; others loitered on street corners or headed to pubs and brothels on their breaks. Non-dwarven mercenaries

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