Rogue Games by Angie A. Huxley

Author:Angie A. Huxley [Huxley, Angie A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-11-21T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

The dwarf who had introduced Alejander to the dungeon gave him a wide smile. “Ah, found yeself outside, did ye?”

Alejander blinked furiously, the light from the dimming sun still enough to have his eyes hurting. Hera flopped onto the ground, licking her fur and panting heavily. “You could say that.”

The dwarf raised his eyebrows. “You’ll be wanting to move on then, I expect?”

“Now?” Alejander said. “Can’t I catch my breath?”

“Not if ye don’t want looters on ya,” the dwarf said helpfully. “I’d get your butt to a town as soon as possible. Get that stuff stowed.”

He gave a pointed look to the things Alejander was clutching. He wished he hadn’t left Greta back at the town, but there was nothing for it. He would just have to be quick and get back to town before someone could catch up with him. He still had time and could get there before nightfall if he was lucky.

“Thanks for your help,” Alejander said, giving both he and Hera another potion each, this time for the stamina. He stowed what he could under his cloak as he walked. His satchel wasn’t big enough for everything, so he ended up wrapping the WaterRepellant sheet around his shoulders and carrying a few of his less valuable items to keep everything safe from prying eyes.

There were a couple of players who gazed on him as he walked, so he picked up the pace, Hera trotting along beside him. He hoped she would be enough to keep anyone from attacking too hard or trying anything. She still had some blood on her muzzle from the spiders and she looked terrifying, dirty and fur mussed from their activities. He could only imagine what he must have looked like.

One elf and human passing by gave him the once over, the elf wrinkling his nose.

“What a rough character,” he muttered.

“I know,” the woman said, her tone dripping disgust. “Why you would want to play a vagrant, I’ll never know.”

Alejander wanted to correct them and it took everything he had not to say anything. If they wanted to think of him as a hobo, let them. It would help him in the long run if he looked like he wasn’t worth picking on. Finally, the gates of GRANGE TOWN came into view and Alejander breathed a sigh of relief. Hera picked up on his mood, yipping and prancing about his feet, almost throwing him over. He couldn’t bring himself to scold her. If it hadn’t been for her, he doubted he would have come out of the dungeon without dying. His stamina was almost completely depleted, and he doubted his HP would last another full-on attack.

The gates opened almost as soon as he approached, the guards tipping their heads, and he darted through with Hera, desperate to find somewhere to rest his head safely and then work out what he was going to do from here.

The stablemaster was still up when he passed, and with some more coin passing hands, she was content to take Hera once again.

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