Silence: A LitRPG Adventure (Unbound Book 2) by Nicoli Gonnella

Author:Nicoli Gonnella [Gonnella, Nicoli]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mountaindale Press
Published: 2022-06-21T16:00:00+00:00

He was a sweaty mess by the time he reached the Eyrie once more. Thankfully, he no longer had to enter through the always-busy main entrance, and his Tin Rank medallion allowed him access to a few of the external doors on the Crafters’ side of the tower. Still, he had to slog through crowds that only increased as the day wore on, leaving the fire mage battered and bruised by the end of it all.

The bottles, on the other hand, were unharmed. Even after Atar dropped them from exhaustion.

Burning… bastard wasn't… completely lying, Atar thought with a grunt. But of course he wasn't. The Elder of Spirit had contracted him for these potion bottles and wanted them durable, so durable they would be. Else there would be… consequences. Atar shook his head. No one wants...to be on the bad side of Elder Teine.

He'd heard a few stories of Guilders that came up against Teine, and it was never a happy ending for them. Atar could admit much of it was likely hyperbole, but if even a fraction of the punishments were true, the mage never wanted to cross his benefactor.

Atar struggled up the last of the steps to the lift. Though the Tin Rank doors weren't nearly as busy as the main entrance, they were still congested with low-level idiots all on various assignments for Guild credit. He had to muscle his way through the crowd and take his place in line for the lift, because of course there was a line. It was a magically powered automatic ascension—a design only the Guild had access to—why would anyone want to take the stairs? Especially when some people had to climb to the tenth floor.

Atar swallowed. His legs felt shaky just thinking about it. His Stamina was barely above two percent full after his exertions. There was little chance he would endure a march up so many flights. He reined in his patience and waited.

If nothing else, the wait allowed his abysmal Stamina regeneration to bring him up a touch. He even had a nice seat with his crate of bottles. It let Atar's mind free up. He found himself wondering what his teammates were up to.

Since they had met, Alister, Lilian, and Dabney had joined forces with Atar. These particular fetch quests were even split up among them for greater efficiency. They were expected to be done at the same time, but Atar hadn't anticipated his troubles. Alister and his troublesome cousin were likely finished a glass ago, and Dabney… well, he at least was likely still lost among the warrens of the Dust Quarter. Dabney was something of an idiot.

Another stroke of luck, I think. Atar shoved his crate another few feet as the line moved. Alister and Lilian are likely out to eat at that tavern he's always inviting me to. The minor noble had invited Atar to the place on Chandler and Lapidary a handful of times, even suggesting they ditch his cousin and that bumbling hanger-on.

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