Threadbare Volume 2 by Andrew Seiple

Author:Andrew Seiple
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Threadbare, Epic Fantasy, Fantasy, LitRPG, Gamelit, Puns, Comedy
Publisher: Andrew Seiple
Published: 2018-01-24T16:00:00+00:00

CECELIA’S QUEST 2: BAD COMFORT

Cecelia was far, far from Reason, and she hated it.

She had her plate mail, at least, enchanted with the same heating runes that kept her warm in Central Sylvania’s chilly spring, and a covered wagon to ride in to spare her legs and back, but she really, really wanted to be inside a ton of steel and more esoteric components forged by her own hand.

“You’ve got that look again,” Morris said, grabbing the wagon’s tailboard and hopping up into it, moving easily in his own armor. “That look like you just sat on a hedgehog. Why the resting bitchface?”

The bastard had hit level twenty-five recently, and loved showing off one of his top skills that let him move around like his armor was weightless. Cecelia ignored that, and answered his question. “I miss my Steam Knight suit.”

“Fff. No way you’d get that to the front in one piece. Even if you had the coal to make the trip, the rangers would be on it like Zara on a cute noble boy.”

“Like they could do anything to me while I was wearing it.” She muttered.

“They can, Dame Ragandor.”

Cecelia sat bolt upright, twisted around and snapped her fist to her chest with a CLANG as gauntlet met breastplate. “Sergeant Sir!”

“At ease.” Out of his helm, Sergeant Tane’s face was solid and square, with a crooked nose broken long ago and never set right. Framed with blonde hair, rapidly receding from a high forehead, the man resembled nothing so much as an old lion. His eyes flickered as he glanced around the four trainees, now full knights, that rode in the back of the wagon. Behind him, the cloth separating the teamsters from their human cargo was loose. Cecelia could see the horses, and between them, the road ahead, misty and muddy from the rain that had been falling for the last two days.

“They don’t hit you where you’re strong,” he said, keeping his voice low so they had to strain to hear over the raindrops. “They come in the night, or in weather like this. When you’re sleeping, or exhausted from slogging through mud, or out taking a shit just past the perimeter. That’s when the arrows come, or the blades flash, and if you’re a soft target you’re dead, and then they’re gone as quickly as they came. You can’t touch them in the woods, you can’t find them when they want to hide, and they would love to bring home the head and helm of one of His Majesty’s Knights.”

Next to Cecelia, Lana tensed up. “Don’t we have scouts? I thought they were good in the woods.”

“Yeah. Which is why you have to be a top scout to be a ranger, along with some other stuff nobody knows except for them.” Kayin spoke up. “That’s the rumor I heard, anyway.”

“And none of our scouts are at the top of their field anymore,” Tane confirmed. “When the traitor Jericho deserted almost five years back, he took our best and brightest assets in that job with him.

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