Seeker of Secrets (A LitRPG Series) by Deck Davis

Author:Deck Davis [Davis, Deck]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2018-10-25T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

It was the night of Goblin Fest in the city of Trock. The city was only fifteen miles away from Ardglass, but it may as well have been on another planet.

Where the houses and shops in Ardglass were made from decidedly-human materials such as wood and brick, Trock’s buildings were made from san-smelt, a material shipped in from the quarries in the southeast. It was a material designed to be completely fire proof, and the buildings had been made from it a century ago after a dragon named Grelzru the Mammoth had whooshed overhead and burned the old dwellings to cinders.

While the citizens of Trock were distrustful of lizards of any kind now, they didn’t mind goblins. In fact, they loved them, and that was the reason for Goblin Fest.

Miana was standing on the street. She was a few paces back from the crowd in front of her who were gathered around a giant goblin puppet, twenty-feet tall and made from wood and cloth, with strings attached at the top.

Reben and Terry of Yarn had gone into a tavern, keen to discuss certain business about a certain couple of young lads who were, right now, probably sleeping in a certain heroes’ guildhouse.

Miana hadn’t joined them. They never wanted her input when it came to their schemes, and they only kept her around so that she could do what she was doing now; surveying crowds of people and looking for the fullest, and most unprotected, money bags.

Her level 3 thief perception cast fresh energy into her tired mind. When she used this skill, she felt the scene around her spark into new life. Colors were brighter, and sounds were louder. It fed information to her eyes and ears; a flash of a gold bracelet – with a simple clasp mechanism – here, a hushed conversation about a business deal there.

Perception was useful for many things, be it spotting easy thief pickings, or eavesdropping on a conversation to get information she could later use in a robbery or maybe in a blackmail scheme.

There was no time for anything elaborate tonight; Terry told her he needed gold to ‘pay someone off’, and it was Miana’s job to get it.

Now…who was her target?

The crowd was a mixed one. Human families and goblin families mingled with each other, laughing and joking together with an air of easy acceptance that you rarely found in other parts of Fortuna.

Of course, the decree of the three kings meant that human towns had to let goblins settle there, but it didn’t mean they had to like them. Most of the time, they suffered their green-skinned visitors begrudgingly. Here in Trock, the goblins weren’t just welcomed, they were loved.

It made Miana feel at ease. She smiled as her perception carried smatterings of a conversation toward her, where a drunken man spoke to his goblin friend and tried to use a little of the goblin-tongue he seemed to have learned.

Miana had considered learning the linguist class herself, once, and she’d even gotten a book from the library to try and learn her first language.

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