Solara's Mercy: A Dark LitRPG Adventure Novel (Sol Anchor Book 1) by Benjamin Darr

Author:Benjamin Darr [Darr, Benjamin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-02-03T00:00:00+00:00

Eighteen: Raining Coppers

The goatman rolled to his cloven hooves, charging the guards.

The guard at the gate slammed the door shut just before the goatman could reach them, his horns going through the bars and hooking on the other side.

The goatman let out a panicked bleat, a flow of guttural curses coming out of his mouth as he struggled to get his horns out of the bars.

I stood up, making a show of bracing my hands on my knees, as I rose to my full height of what I was painfully learning was about four feet tall. The goatman had to be about five foot five, if not a little taller. He was built like a sprinter, his limbs long and spindly. He had a short beard and cloven hooves instead of feet. His only clothing was a button-down shirt with a rumpled collar, his lower half completely covered in coarse fur.

"Hey, need some help?" I asked the newcomer. His head whipped around, looking at me, his horns still stuck in the prison bars.

"Silence, filth," the goatman said, spitting at me.

I dodged the projectile, raising an eyebrow at his outburst.

"Now, let's be polite," I said, putting on my best smile. Charisma told me to be diplomatic. "We both find ourselves stuck in a cage. It seems like getting along would be in our best interest."

"Human pet. Talk like them. Waiting on master, nonner?" the goatman said, his demeanor increasing in hostility.

I wasn't sure if that could've backfired any harder.

My smile evaporated. "Fine, be like that," I said, shrugging.

The goatman bleated, and I was pretty sure it was a curse. He continued to struggle, his curled horns getting more stuck into the bars.

I settled back against the wall. "Inspect," I said under my breath. The light from the goatman was blinding. I covered my eyes out of reflex.

The goatman laughed. “Fly-mouse should not inspect gilded aurox.”

My stomach dropped a little bit. Was this what happened when you inspected something way above your level? I recalled this also happened when I tried to inspect Ae and she was level forty-something.

The goatman continued pushing and pulling against the bars, bending them slightly. I hoped the guards wouldn't notice that, as I imagine the now weakened enchantments were meant to keep this exact kind of thing from happening.

"Hey, Mr. Goatman, how about a truce?" I called. He seemed like he was getting tired.

"No tricks, gremlin," the goatman said.

"An oath, then, to do each other no harm while we are in this cage," I offered.

The goatman struggled against the cage, but I could tell his heart wasn't in it. Finally, with a bleating sigh, he gave up. "Gwap agree. Gremlin help."

I grabbed the horns, trying to twist them to get him out, but he was well and truly stuck. All that sliding and mucking about only made it worse. I had to grab him by the other horn and manhandle him before he was free.

The goatman bleated in joy, doing a little trot around the cell. I returned to the lotus position and practiced sending bits of sol down my channels.

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