Axe Druid Omnibus : Books 4-6 in An Epic LitRPG Series by Christopher Johns

Author:Christopher Johns [Johns, Christopher]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mountaindale Press
Published: 2024-02-14T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THREE

The time passed swiftly as I took care of Kayda and Bea, who was not having my shit today.

Her green and gray scales almost glowing in the daylight, her brown left eye and the right crimson, with both of them glaring at me.

Hungry and mad! She snarled at me once more as she watched the people around us skirt the area again. The first person to try to pet her had—thankfully—been me. Her snapping at my fingers had resulted in my smacking her snout and reprimanding her, but she wasn’t having it.

Finally, I fed her something that I could find from the kitchen in Willem’s tavern and got her back into the collar that encircled my throat and sighed with relief. What a dick.

That did make me wonder, the last time she had been docile and obedient. Now, she was acting angry, and her eye was red. Her personality was changing and being affected by the mutation obtained from the chimera.

Shit.

That left her with, what, four potential personality types to cycle through at who knew when? That wasn’t going to be fun to deal with. But she had earned my love, that was for certain, and I wasn’t going to abandon her here.

Kayda snapped up bits of meat that I tossed her absentmindedly as the conversations from earlier played through my head. The things I should have said or done coming to mind, then filtering out as if they had never come because they were useless, now.

“Ah, there you are!” Thogan grinned as I glanced up at him from where I was. Kayda flapped her way toward him in parrot form, and he caught her easily on his shoulder. “Still getting used to that. Here, this is from Xiphyre. A gift for Yohsuke.”

The dwarf tossed me a cloak that weighed next to nothing, and the stats blasted into my vision.

Living Night’s Shroud

Protects the wearer from the light of day for a small mana cost. Cursed: once put on, the wearer must bear this shroud until they die.

There is something to be said for what goes bump in the night. But little is said about what sticks with those who bump first.

Shroud woven by Adept weaver Sindri Vex and enchanted by Xiphyre.

That was still weird. My hand had shown the same thing. What was Xiphyre’s enchanting level? He was obviously high enough to be a grandmaster. Was there something above even that?

“Thogan, what are you and Xiphyre?”

Thogan cocked his head to the side a moment before answering, “Well, I be a proper dwarf, handsome as they come I reckon, and him a fluttery shite—why?”

I had to laugh, Xiphyre would likely beat the dwarf’s ass for saying that.

“No, I meant that any time I see items either of you have made or enchanted, all it shows is your name.” He eyed me carefully before his gaze turned to the area around us. We were still alone for now, and that was enough for him, I guessed.

He stepped closer with Kayda contentedly resting on his shoulder to speak in a low tone, “We be higher than grandmaster.

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