The Ruined Temple: A LitRPG Adventure (Eternal Online Book 2) by TJ Reynolds

Author:TJ Reynolds [Reynolds, TJ]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aethon Books
Published: 2020-07-27T16:00:00+00:00

6: “Battle is a mirror. What you see of yourself in its pristine surface is often more frightening than the bloody bits.”

— Wardahl Sevenhalls

MADI

I rocked that bath until I was half prune. Tejón managed to put away most of the meat that had been delivered and was making the curtain shudder with his snoring.

It was tempting to crash then and there, but the noise from the common room piqued my attention. Raucous laughter and the thumping of feet and fists finally made me pull on my clothes, which had been cleaned, and head out.

Though I’d eaten what seemed like half a pound of cheese and a plate of fruit, I decided I’d order a steak as well. Why not eat my fill of something good before I headed back out into the world of biscuits and jerky?

Tables were spread around the room, shabby things that were little more than a slab of wood placed on top of empty wine barrels. The room was filled, and a bard strummed a crude and predictable song, but the joy the lyrics produced was infectious.

I found myself tapping my foot and laughing.

My food came and I ordered an ale. Though the game mechanics in EO removed the effects of alcohol for anyone under eighteen, there were no restrictions on drinking.

By the sound of it, most of the rest of the patrons were of legal age, and their banter rose from merry to rowdy. I was finishing my meal and had just tossed back the rest of the dark ale in my mug when I overhead an interesting conversation.

A man hollered over the noise of the room, most likely thinking himself discreet, “That’s him. I’d know ‘im if I saw the man in a crowd.”

One of his table mates responded, “Bull. No way. He’s just another pointy-eared bastard. They’re everywhere these days.”

“No, James. You are dead wrong. That’s him. In fact, why don’t we step on over and say hello.”

The second man continued to deny his friend. “There’s no way Teegan Shadespar is in some podunk town like Bridgerun. He’s the champion of the capital’s arena.”

I looked over and saw a burly man with a tangled beard stand up at a nearby table and approach the bar. “And the champion of Bridgerun. You know what? Just sit there on your drunk butt and I’ll prove it.” He walked over to a man who sat at the bar a few stools away from me. Without invitation, he clapped the man on the shoulder. “Oy! Can you please tell my friends that you are the one and only Teegan Shadespar?”

I watched as the elf turned and gave a simple nod, not even meeting the man’s gaze.

“See that?” the man bellowed to his mates. “It’s him. Hell. We’re practically friends now.” He turned back to Teegan and tugged on his arm. “Come on, man. Come and drink with us! I want to buy the champion a beer!”

The elf looked up at the man and said in a quiet but clear voice, “I’m sorry.

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